God of the Ten Wizard Saints

Chapter 1: Trihexa

I don't really know what to say; besides I'm back. I have no excuse. I kind of didn't know where to go from chapter 3 after I lost all my notes and chapter 4 and 5 that I had already finished and was in the process of proof reading. It took me a while, but I decided to rewrite the story again from the beginning. So here is the first chapter, Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Fairy Tail or anything else that may be referenced in this story.

Year X785

A year has passed since the destruction of Tenrou Island along with all its inhabitants. The remaining Fairy Tail members never gave up hope that their comrades were still out there, but problems began to arise for them, keeping them from searching. Macao, the fourth Fairy Tail Master, worked hard to maintain Fairy Tail as the top Guild in Fiore, but without their strongest members, their popularity and efficiency with missions begun to deteriorate. Mission requests became less and less, their income suffering from it. They soon had no other choice but to move from their main building to the outskirts of Magnolia Town after it was repossessed. They were replaced by Twilight Ogre and each day members left in search of a better life, a life that Fairy Tail could no longer provide, a sense of adventure they no longer had. Things weren't looking good for them. Nobody wanted to join their Guild and they were soon down to only a couple of members. Their new home was in need of many expensive repairs. They had no other choice but to request help from Twilight Ogre.

666 is the 'number of the beast', an antagonistic being recorded in the Apocalypse, Trihexa. The first mention of this being dates back to the destruction of an ancient and powerful civilization known as the Elemental Nations, written in a stone tablet by a warrior who survived a battle with Trihexa.

"My severe injuries have healed, yet the sweet taste of blood still coats my mouth. I kept walking, my goal unreachable…trying to dispel my growing fear in my chest. Upon entering the last Shinobi village still standing was the scent of rotting flesh and in the middle of it all, he stood. Without any words spoken, without his name given, like an unsolved puzzle falling into place by itself, just by laying my eyes upon him, I understood exactly who I faced; the beast of the Apocalypse. The undefeated SSS-rank Shinobi. There in front of me, stood Trihexa. A cold, sadden gaze. Why was it that I was seeing beauty in death rather than life? Strangely, I thought he was beautiful. I finally begun to comprehend the scene before my eyes…There was a large amount of death strewn on the floor around him. He had done this alone…It couldn't be…Naruto…Uzumaki…After everything…Akatsuki…Madara…Kaguya…No matter how hard I tried to rouse my will to fight with hatred, more than sorrow, more than rage, the emotion that arose within me was despair. Because my turn was next and with me the end of the Shinobi System. This is the Shinobi Apocalypse."

Sasuke Uchiha

A lone figure, illuminated into shadow by the setting sun behind him strode over a large hill overlooking an enormous forest down below. A long brown cloak billowed in the cool breeze behind him, protecting his body from the harsh burning sun. He was tall and muscular, cutting an imposing figure. He continued down the path, through the enormous forest unconcerned for the large predators lurking about. There was something about him that if someone looked hard enough, it would catch their attention.

Perhaps it was the fact that the ground would hardened into rock with each step he took. Maybe it was the fact that he radiated power, keeping everything in the forest from getting near. Or the occasional glimpse of a bold head when the breeze pulled his hood back. It could have even been the long brown beard resting neatly on his chin.

The figure came to a stop, silently observing his surroundings with curiosity as he rested slightly against a tree. He gazed around for a bit, the shadows provided by his hood hiding his face. He took notice that the deeper he walked into the forest, the less life there was around. Only the biggest and most dangerous animals ventured this far. That meant there was something deep in the woods scaring the animals away. He would have to tread carefully from now on.

His brown cloak continued to billow in the wind as he stood there, enjoying the relaxing moment. The sun was just peaking over the horizon, casting the land in its orange glow. He began to walk again, slower and more alert than before. Places like these were more dangerous at night. Something moving caught his eye and as he looked around he caught the tail of a large animal disappearing behind the foliage.

As he considered stopping for the night, there, not far off, was a small temple made of pure gold glowing orange as the last rays of sunlight bent around it. It was a triangular temple, more like a pyramid standing in the middle of a long forgotten forest. He knew exactly what it was.

Flashback

Jura stood there, posture perfectly still and obedient as the fourth King of Ishgar stood in front of him, regarding him silently. The elderly mage's face was like stone, weathered and wearied, unlike the usual jovial look he usually carried. Though he was always humbled about his power, Jura knew that the gap in power between him and Warrod was vast, no matter how hard he trained to reach that level.

"Jura Neekis," the fourth said. His face looked grave and tired, signs on little sleep. Whatever it was must be very important if it kept Warrod up at night. He was very nervous about whatever it was he was called here for. Anything that got the attention of a King of Ishgar was something to worry about. "I have a very important mission for you. Of course, you can decline if you so wish"

"I accept," Jura answered automatically, no hesitation in his voice. Warrod nodded.

"Very Well," Warrod muttered. He turned around, and walked behind a simple desk, where a detailed map of Fiore lay. It had places marked that Jura knew where not in a regular store. Warrod studied the map for a few second, before pointing at the southernmost forest in Fiore.

"Jura, you will travel to this forest. Deep within the forest you will find a temple. I need you to bring back the person that lives there."

"Why? And who is that person that lives there?" Jura questioned, wondering why someone would live so far away from civilization.

"Because I believe we will need his help soon," Warrod answered casually. He then looked up at Jura, a small smile on his face. "As to who he is…well, he is the founder of the Ten Wizard Saints, Trihexa."

Jura walked through the golden hallways, navigating the somewhat confusing labyrinth by relying on his limited sensing abilities to avoid dead ends. He was surprised to find little resistance as he got closer to his destination. He was expecting traps of some sort in order to keep intruders away. He entered a large room and halted. Large statues, nine in total, of animals with a different number of tails lined the room on either side. Up on the podium was a throne-like chair, with a golden haired boy of maybe fifteen in nothing but black pants and black sandals resting on it. His eyes opened slowly, eyes as dark as the deepest ocean peered down at him imperiously. His faced looked amused but his eyes were blank, giving nothing away. Six whisker marks, three on each side of his face were the most notable features, except for maybe the two strands of hair sticking up like horns.

This was the mission goal-the man responsible for the creation of the Ten Wizard Saints organization. So many questions were going through his head. He was expecting an old man past his prime, not a boy any older than fifteen and it looked as if he was expected.

"I'm Trihexa," the boy said quietly. His unnerving eyes watched him keenly as he walked closer. "I am the God of Ishgar, protector of the realm of Fiore. Why are you here?"

"My name is Jura Neekis," Jura responded. "I am a member of Lamia Scale and the fifth ranked member of the Wizard Saints."

"Fifth ranked member of the Ten Wizard Saints," Trihexa mused. "There are ranks now."

He sat there, his crossed arms resting on his chest and showing very little reaction to Jura being there. As Jura stared into those eyes that radiated power, he couldn't help but feel that this boy was on a whole other level.

"I see my organization is doing well," Trihexa said, more to himself than Jura. "I was the only member before I was sealed here."

"Sealed?" questioned Jura.

He stood up and his eyes flickered to a large rune next to his throne. It glows a brilliant white. Jura, for his part, remained still as he watched the boy, his body tense. "Why are you here?"

"Warrod Sequen sent me to search for you," Jura responded. "He said it's time for you to return."

"Warrod Sequen," Trihexa chuckled. "Last time I saw him, I was trying to convince him to become the second member after me. Are things that bad out there that he would send you to look for me?"

"Besides major Dark Guilds acting up, not that I know of. In fact, things have been peaceful right now," Jura responded.

"Then Warrod knows something that we don't," Trihexa concluded, looking pensive. He turn towards Jura and motioned towards the white rune next to his throne. "I can't leave this place unless magic is applied to that rune and it can't be me."

The back of his mind pointed out that he must have been sealed in this place for a reason. Maybe he was too dangerous to let out. Trihexa noticed his hesitation and chuckled.

"Don't worry, Warrod wouldn't have told you to find me if I was dangerous," Trihexa mentioned.

"I suppose," Jura said as he walked forward and applied magic to the rune. He watched as its glow went away and the rune disappeared completely. Nothing happened. "Is that all?"

"Not yet," Trihexa replied, looking amused.

"Now what," Jura asked, looking at the golden haired boy. It was at that moment his world turned black.

"How do you feel?" Bored blue eyes looked across at brown ones. Jura was leaning against a tree when he woke up in the middle of the night and he stared at Trihexa curiously. The moon was shining brightly and the stars were out. His body was ok, nothing was broken and no signs of any attack. He still had a small headache, but he guessed it must be the cause of whatever knocked him out. He stared at his body for a second, studying it up and down before looking back up at the blonde haired teen with two horns like spikes.

"I feel alright I guess," Jura responded. The sky was bright and clear above him, giving him an un obscured view of the constellations. On nights like these, he would go out and meditate, or take a break from doing missions to enjoy the night. He turn back to look at the only other person in the clearing. "What type of magic do you use?"

Trihexa chuckled at the question, turning his head to look at the bold monk looking man amusedly. "None, I can't use magic."

"What! Impossible," exclaimed Jura, looking at Trihexa with astonishment. "I would have guessed you could have at least used some form of magic. It's impossible to protect Fiore from her enemies without magic."

"Maybe here, in Earthland it's impossible," Trihexa agreed. "Not where I come from."

"And where do you come from?"

"From a faraway place at the end of the world," Trihexa replied. "The common source of power there was chakra, an energy source from within the body. That is what I use and that is what I protect Fiore with."

"Is it similar to magic?" Jura asked.

"In many ways they are similar, but in other ways they are far more different. From what I have seen, chakra is more about finesse and power, while magic is more about versatility and power. That is not to say magic is not about finesse, likewise chakra is very versatile."

"So which one is more powerful," Jura questioned, curious about what he had just learned.

"Neither. It all depends on the user in the end."

"I guess that's true," Jura agreed. "So what do we do now?"

"You found me, so your mission is over," Trihexa responded. "Now you lead me back to Warrod."

They got up from where they were resting, quickly moving down a steep heel that would lead them towards a road or something. Luckily for the two of them, they actually managed to stumble across a path after coming down another steep hill. It wasn't very noticeable and it looked like it hadn't been used in a while, but it was definitely a step up from traveling blind. Jura took notice that the grass around the flourished, turning greener and brighter. The trees swayed back and forth, yet there was no wind blowing. He discretely turned his gaze onto his traveling companion, who hadn't said a word yet. Both walked on in silence, Jura didn't know what to say and Trihexa was busy lazily gazing around at the scenery, though it was too dark to see anything. Maybe that chakra thing gave him night vision or something. That would at least explain why his eyes were glowing blue.

"Who sealed you in that temple? They had to have been strong if they managed to seal you?" Jura asked, looking at the white haired teen walking next to him questioningly. That question had been nagging him since they left the temple, and it wouldn't leave until he asked it.

"Not necessarily. The person that sealed me, she was very persuasive and yes, she was powerful. She convinced me that it was for the good of mankind that I be sealed."

"Why? You don't seem like a bad…teen.'

"Because…I was close to fighting Acnologia; and she said that she feared a clash between me and the Dragon of the Apocalypse simply because of the immense amount of damage that would inevitably be inflicted upon the world."

"Tell me about your Guild," Trihexa asked suddenly.

"What would you like to know," Jura replied, looking over at his companion. Maybe he could convince him to join Lamia Scale. He would be a powerful addition and young enough to get along with the rest of the members.

"Something interesting, like missions, members, or anything worthwhile," Trihexa replied.

"I think you would get along well with all of the members. Prepare yourself for a long talk, because it will take a few days to reach my Guild, Lamia Scale by foot," Trihexa nodded slowly; it made sense. Mavis had taken precaution to seal him away far from civilization, leaving only vague clues to his location. He needed to meet up with Warrod as soon as possible, but fate had decided that would have to wait as a presence behind him made itself known.

"You know, we never got to meet properly in my time, but somehow you were the only one who managed to survive." Trihexa turned with a bored look on his face. A figure emerged from the shadows, black hair on the right and light grey hair on the left with a high ponytail reaching midway down his back. His right eye is missing, replace by a long jagged scar while a curved tattoo was around his left eye. "…Trihexa."

"I wonder how you know me," Trihexa remarked, looking at the man curiously. "I don't suppose you came here to talk."

"It depends on whether you are willing to answer a question I have." Trihexa just cocked his head to the side, looking interested.

"It depends on the question," The man just stared dispassionately at him. "But I'm more interested on how you know about me."

"Let's just say I know a certain someone who happened to have access to some information about you." Trihexa snorted in amusement. "There were clues left behind about your location. I was smart enough to figure it out."

"The King perhaps; considering he is the only one with access to the little information they have about me," Trihexa concluded.

"Perhaps," the man answered. "I can be persuasive."

"I suppose," Trihexa responded, no longer interest in talking to the mysterious man.

"Tell me, are you in league with Acnologia?" asked the man, anger seeping through his words. The shadows reacted to the man's anger, converging around him in a swirl of darkness. "I see no other way you could have survived against him."

Trihexa chuckled at the question. "I have no idea what you are talking about, since I have never fought that overgrown lizard; but did you ever consider that if I did, I am powerful enough to survive."

"Impossible! No one can survive against Acnologia, not even Dragon Slayers," Rogue exclaimed, losing his composure for a second. "But I will be the one to defeat that Dragon and then I will be the supreme ruler."

"So you are a bad guy," Trihexa concluded simply, not looking surprised at all.

"I suppose from your point of view I am, though I care little for what others think. I like to think myself a revolutionary. " Trihexa looked thoughtful at the man's words, thinking they sounded familiar. There were a lot of "revolutionaries" back home, so probably from one of them. "You're a threat to my plans. You are an unknown to me, considering I know nothing of your powers. But then again, you know nothing of mine, so doesn't that make us even?"

"If you say so," Trihexa said, letting out a sigh as he took a step back. "I was hoping to avoid a confrontation altogether."

"That's not going to happen, unless you swear allegiance to me." Trihexa simply raised an eyebrow at that.

"Unfortunately, my allegiance is only to the King of Fiore," Trihexa stated. Rogue nodded his head.

"I suppose your answer was to be expected." Trihexa said nothing, silently analyzing his opponent. From what he can tell, the man seems confident in his abilities, and if his claim about defeating Acnologia is anything to go by; and if his words hold some truth to them, then this will not be an easy battle.

"I will not underestimate you. From the stories I heard about you in my time, you have yet to lose a battle. My name is Rogue. Know this, today your defeat will come by my hand. You will be the first obstacle in my way to my supreme rule I deal with." Trihexa simply nodded.

"Very well."

Trihexa disappeared in a blur, appearing within a fraction of a second behind his opponent. No warning was given and no sound was made. One moment he was there; the next he wasn't. Rogue had no time to react, his eyes slightly widening in surprise by the display of speed. He barely managed to lift both his arms in order to block a kick to no avail. He was lifted off his feet, his arms breaking in the process as he was sent crashing to the ground with terrible force. A crater was formed from the impact of his body, a dust cloud obscuring him from view.

Wind Release: Pressure damage

Trihexa finished through a series of hand-seals in a blur, looking to finish the fight as quickly as possible. He extended his hands out towards his downed opponent, gathering massive amounts of air from all around the area, the winds howling in the process. His body glowed silver as he added more chakra to his technique, increasing its power and speed. Rogue tried moving out of the way, moving sluggishly as the pressure around the area increased tenfold; the air rippling with the power of an unrestrained tornado. Rogue's eyes widen at the attack.

A resounding boom echoed throughout the whole forest, scaring all life away from the battle as the wind technique, now highly compressed into a dome was instantly displace in an explosion of high speed wind. The shockwave of air spread out in all directions, uprooting trees from the ground and caving in the ground underneath where Rogue was.

"How annoying," Trihexa remarked as he felt Rogue disappeared from the crater before the technique could finish him. From the corner of his eye, he saw a moving shadow on the ground coming towards him, moving quickly. He jumped away as a hand reached out for him, darkness gathering around it. Rogue's upper body emerged from the shadow, his hand extended towards him. The swirling darkness contorted and formed into a sword, launching at him. Trihexa blurred out of the way with an overpowered Body Flicker, stopping a distance away.

Rogue fully emerge from his shadow and was forced to throw his body to the side as an enormous blast of water appearing from thin air roared past the spot he had been on a few moments ago. The sheer raw power coming from Trihexa was enough to make him take a step back. He was forced to move out of the way of another deluge of water. The speed and force of the attacks was just tremendous, considering there was no source of water nearby. He landed a distance away.

Trihexa formed a series of signs.

Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique

The water rose from the ground, heavy and compressed as it twisted on itself. A massive dragon rose from the swirling mass of liquid, roaring into the night sky, speeding across the clearing. Trihexa directed the technique at his enemy, its yellow demonic eyes staring straight at Rogue, unblinking and unmoving. Its gigantic body arced through the air, standing higher than the tallest trees.

Trihexa grunted in annoyance at what happened next. A black mass of darkness formed in the ground, which then lifted off into the air like a wall. The mass seemed like a pit of endless darkness, swallowing anything in its path.

Shadow Dragons's Vortex

The massive dragon roared as it crashed into the defensive magic, slowly getting sucked in until nothing was left. Rogue used this opportunity to shadow travel behind Trihexa, who was silently staring at the massive black wall that had swallowed his water attack, his eyes narrowed in thought. He unleashed his rage on him.

Nonetheless, Trihexa was aware of the impending danger. His body flickered with silver light and Rogue felt a rush of power wash over the area. In a sudden burst of power, Rogue was thrown away by a shockwave of pure chakra that was unleashed from Trihexa's body. He skidded on the ground, gripping the surface and breathing heavy.

"This is a waste of my time," Trihexa mentioned casually as he turned around to face his opponent, a bored look on his face. The expression seemed to only anger the Dragon Slayer even more. "Let's end this now."

Trihexa simply disappeared from his spot using the pure speed of a Body Flicker. He reappeared in front of Rogue, a Rasengan rotating in his hand and thrust it at his head. Rogue smirked as he extended his palm outward, shadow magic flaring to life to meet the swirling blue ball in Trihexa's hand. Both were pushed back; Rogue reacting first.

He appeared from a shadow behind Trihexa and engaged him in close combat. Trihexa evade a fist to the back of the head and spun around, delivering a brutal kick to Rogue's chest. The shadows tried to protect their master to no avail, the kick propelling him into a tree. The tree cracked in half and he fell to the ground in pain. Trihexa appeared next to him, grabbed him by the neck and tossed him against another tree. Rogue fell limply to the floor.

"Do you see how hopeless this was?" Trihexa exclaimed as Rogue watched on dazedly. "I have never lost a battle. I have yet to find someone to push me to my limit. It seems you will fail like the rest before you."

"This fight…will not end…like this," Rogue gasped breathlessly. His mouth was wet with blood. "I'm not done yet. My plan is already set in motion. Even as we speak, plans are being made that will further along my goal. It will take a few years for the Gate to acquire enough power, but when it does…"

"You will fail," Trihexa stated. "I will make sure of that today."

"Never," Rogue whispered. "Never again will I fail."

A sudden surge of magic, something fierce and ancient descended on the battlefield. Trihexa narrowed his eyes and spun his head, his eyes slightly widening as the magic pouring out of Rogue's rage, wild and untamed. Trihexa face turned serious at the scene he was witnessing. Two elements, opposite from each other As far as he knew, each Dragon Slayer could only be in tune with one element, that of his Dragon.

"What's this?" asked Trihexa, no longer sounding bored. "A Dragon Slayer with two elements? Things really have changed while I was away."

WHITE SHADOW DRAGON MODE

Rogue remained silent, his face contorted in rage. The ground cracked as he blasted off at dangerous speed. Trihexa's muscles tightened in preparation as Rogue let out a deafening roar, the visage of a black dragon appearing behind him as Rogue charged at him. Trihexa dodged the first blow, leaning his body back and ready to counter with a kick… suddenly he was blasted of his feet by a blow to his chest, a rib or two splintering as he rocketed back. A green glow appeared where the blow had landed, healing his injuries within seconds. Silver light swirled around his fist, Chakra meeting Magic in a battle for dominance. The air howled and contorted as the two powerful forces clashed and the ground trembled and shook. Trihexa was pushed back slightly for the first time during the fight, his face set in annoyance.

Trihexa grunted in pain as a kick fracture his arm, bending it back in an unnatural way. A green glow appeared again, healing the wound almost immediately.

Two beings, masters of powerful and ancient powers, met in a blur of punches and kicks. Silver light flared to life as Trihexa use his pure chakra to meet Rogue's powerful blows. The air rippled and twisted with each force of the blows and the ground cracked under the pressure. Trees were leveled, large stones reduced to dust with each kick and punch. Trihexa backed up, his body not being able to withstand the new magic Rogue was using.

Trihexa analyzed the situation. His body was not yet in peak condition; his magic was at an all-time low due to inactivity, in comparison to before anyways. He was not at the height of his power yet. If he had to guess, he was Kage level right now.

"You're so young," Rogue said, glaring at Trihexa. "And so powerful; but you see now? This is my full power, the White Shadow Dragon's power!"

"What is your goal exactly?"

"The earth will crumble, the skies shall burn, and the flames of light shall be extinguished, for I will be the Dragon King: the emperor born from the Dragon King Festival!"

Using the distraction brought by his question, Trihexa fully immerse himself in the endless and vast ocean of Nature Chakra, the purest and most untainted power in the world. A rush of power coursed through his body, his heart pumping furiously, adrenaline and chakra flowing freely. His muscles thickened and tightened, and his senses were maximized beyond human capacity. It felt as if he had reached another plane of existence. Trihexa chuckled in amusement as he looked at Rogue. This power, this strength and because of his low chakra reserves, it was an imperfect Senjutsu Mode, yet even then to crush his enemy, he would only have to scratch the surface of it.

Trihexa blurred, Nature chakra propelling him forward at speeds that could only be matched by an overpowered Body Flicker. He blasted into Rogue, who unleashed another wave of magic and met his charge head on. Silver chakra enhanced to its purest form clashed against black and white magic in ripples of power. The winds picked up around them, swirling in a tornado of magic and chakra, both energies fighting for dominance above their respective owners. Both were causing the ground to slowly give away under their blows, neither giving each other any space to recover.

Trihexa lashed out with a kick and Rogue disappeared into a shadow, appearing behind him. Spinning around faster than Rogue could react, Trihexa back handed him straight in the face. Rogue was propelled backwards as he felt his jaw shattered underneath the powerful blow. He felt some teeth loosen as he stood up. He was immediately forced to sidestep a punch and was about to retaliate when he was swept aside by an invisible force, knocking him off his feet. The Dragon Slayer clambered to his feet quickly, glaring at the blond shinobi.

"I never thought you would be this powerful," Rogue growled. He pointed at the shinobi in anger, feeling the darkness brought by the night healing and strengthening him. "I will destroy you here, no matter what."

"Trihexa…"

Trihexa turned, looking into the foliage and saw Jura staring back at him. He had had forgotten all about Jura, who had been watching the fight from the beginning. He looked ready to jump in the fight, yellow magic surrounding him. He had no doubt Jura could fight on equal term against Rogue, but this was a good opportunity for him to loosen his muscles up.

"Go!" Trihexa said, turning back to his opponent; his powerful chakra beginning to swirl around him like a miniature storm again. "Get away from here as…as far as you can go. I will find you after I've taken care of him."

Jura nodded and disappeared back into the forest. Trihexa could feel him getting further away.

White Shadow Dragon's Rough Silk

Beams of light and shadows flew towards Trihexa, multiplying by the second into hundreds, then thousands until they were uncountable. Trihexa flew through several hand signs, hastily putting up a barrier.

Wood Release: World of Trees Wall

Hundreds of wooden branches blasted from the ground, tearing earth and stone to form a net-like wall. It branched out in seconds, standing tall and wide and thick enough to protect against most attacks. The wood glowed silver for a fraction of a second as Trihexa added Nature Chakra to his technique, strengthening it beyond its normal capacity.

Rogue's attacked exploded against the wooden barrier, blasting some parts to pieces. Splinters and large pieces of wood flew everywhere, but the defense stood strong, taking the brunt of the attack head on. Trihexa darted forward in a blur, taking advantage of the distraction and appearing beside Rogue, punching him in the face. Rogue reacted immediately, blocking the punch with his hand and jumped back to gain some space. It was a mistake as it gave Trihexa time to flip through more hand signs.

Wood Release: Nativity of a Sea of Trees

A vast forest emerged from the ground in seconds, hurtling towards Rogue at tremendous speed. The entire ground shook as an entire forest descended on the Dragon Slayer, who retaliated with his own attack. Beams of light and shadows shot past him, clashing against the forest to no avail. Small explosions tore trees apart, but they grew as fast as they were destroyed. Rogue could only watch with trepidation as he was crashed under the mass of trees.

Trihexa appeared in front of Rogue, who was crushed underneath enormous roots, his body broken and torn apart. Large bursts of magic would sweep the area, a futile struggle by Rogue to push the large roots off his body. His head must have been hit hard if he didn't realized that he could have escape by using that shadow travel thing of his. Rogue looked at him with fear; his struggle growing more frantic with each second Trihexa stared at him.

"You were a worthy opponent," Trihexa stated, looking sadly at the broken Dragon Slayer. "But it was inevitable that I would stand in your way. I am the protector of this realm. I will honor you with finishing you off with one of my strongest techniques."

"Trihexa…" Rogue voice came out harsh and raspy as he struggled to speak.

"My real name is Naruto Uzumaki. Good bye, White Shadow Dragon Slayer. Behold one of my most powerful techniques."

Rogue watched with complete astonishment as the entire clearing begun to shine silver. Trihexa's chakra saturated the whole forest in a miasma of raw and primal power. Trihexa himself disappeared under the brightness of the pure silver light as it lighted the night. He then clapped his hands together.

SECRET ART:

The light suddenly stopped and it seemed as the world stood still, as if holding its breath. Trihexa slowly opened his hands, a bright orb of silver light pulsating like a heartbeat. He lifted his hand straight up, pointing at the night sky with his index finger, the orb pulsating above it.

ILLUMINATING HEAVEN

The world was engulfed in light as a horn boomed in the distance as if signaling the start of the Apocalypse. The light dispersed in all directions like a wall, the otherworldly light going on and on forever, washing over the entire land like a miniature sun. Trihexa's golden hair was flying as he stood in place, radiating power unlike anything Rogue had felt before.

The land was gone, the forest and mountains and everything for miles reduced to dust. Nothing remained but a desolate wasteland.

'So this is how he survived,' thought Rogue. 'And here I thought I could beat him, thinking that he would be weakened from being sealed for so long. Hehe, I should have left him alone. It doesn't matter, even without me, when the portal is opened, the dragons that come through will take over.'

Rogue let darkness take over.

So…only the first chapter, but things are already changing. Rogue went after Naruto thinking he was a threat to his plans. Now, he was right in one thing; Naruto was weakened after being sealed, but that just tells you how powerful Naruto is if he still managed to beat Future Rogue.

It was never really specified or at least that's what I think, when Future Rogue came from the future, so I took the liberty of having him come to the present 1 year after the Tenrou Island event.

Please leave a review and tell me what you think. Throw ideas at me, whatever it is, it doesn't matter; give me constructive criticism; it will only make this story better.

The Last King