Avatar of Fenrir: Sup people. Decided to write a new story due to an idea I've had floating around in my head for the past few weeks. Read and Review.

I do not own Naruto or anything appearing from other anime's in this fic.

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(Unkown location)

Nothing could match the sheer level of carnage that greeted the old Hokage's eyes as he entered the room. The floor was flooded with a knee high puddle of blood, fragments of bone and shredded flesh could be seen floating in the life-giving liquid. Piles of dead bodies were placed randomly throughout the room. One pile was seperate from the others. Dozens of bodies used in its grotesque construction. The top half was covered in darkness as it neared the ceiling. Gazing up Hiruzen Sarutobi found a pair of yellow slitted eyes, the scelara being black as pitch, peering down at him with amusment as the old man tried to keep his lunch down. A dark, malicious voice spoke from within the shadows.

"Greetings Lord Hokage. What brings such a...respected mortal such as yourself to my domain?" The Sandaime Hokage choked back the bile in his throat before answering the being.

"I was hoping you might be able to help me with a...problem if you will. A man known as Orochimaru will be attacking my village in a week during the final stages of the chunnin exams. I was hoping you might be willing to kill some of his ninja for me. Perhaps even the man himself if the mood strikes you." The old village leader knew he had to be careful with this creature. Respectful even, though it pained him to do so. It had seased to be the little boy he had known long ago. He was know a creature of darkness and malice unlike any other in the world. The creature chuckled in amusment at the obvious fear and disgust the mortal in front of him felt. He grinned, his razor sharp teeth with elongated cannine's glinted in the low light. With another chuckle the creature gave his reply.

"And just what's in it for me mortal? What possible penence could you give me for my services? You have no control over me. Nor do I have any need for your money." Sarutobi swallowed in slight fear. He knew just what this creature wanted. But was it really worth it? Of course it was! He squashed his momentary fear. If such a payment was needed to save his beloved village then he would gladly pay it no matter the conciquences of it. Steeling himself he gave the creature his answer.

"I'll give you my soul. Konoha must not fall." Hearing his resolve the creature couldn't help it. He burst out laughing. The dark sound of his mirth traveled throughout the room bouncing off the walls with an eerie echo sending ripples throughout the puddle covering the floor. Sarutobi was confused. As the creature continued to laugh he became angry. As the sound echoed around him he became furious. As the blood rippled around him he became enraged. How dare this-this demon laugh at his self-sacrifice. Just as he was about to voice his fury the creature stopped its vile laughter. With the grin still stretching across his face he answered the old man before him.

"My apologies human. You would be surprised how often people come to me offering their soul for my services. Of what use do I have for something I cannot even touch or see? No. What I want is something much more practical, yet just as important. What I want is blood. Nothing more, nothing less. And before you even think of offering me yours I suggest you think twice. For I have two requirements as to my payment. First is that I want all of it not just what you can give me without dying. And I want young blood. Prefurably female. Virgin or not I dont care. You humans always think it makes a great difference. Such foolishness. How your species came up with such a rediculous notion I will never know." Sarutobi couldn't help but sweat drop at the creatures small rant. But another thought crossed his mind. How could he possibly bring himself to sacrifice anyone to this creature just for one enemy? Granted the enemy had an entire army at his control but then again so did he. Suddenly he got an idea. A wonderful idea. The Grin-I mean-Sarutobi got an evil..wonderful idea.

"If you will. I believe I have an idea that both of us can agree to. If I remember correctly the man I wish for you to kill has at least one young female you can drink the blood of. And she is currently within my village. If you drink her blood then not only do we fill your payment but I also get rid of an enemy. What do you say?" The creature's grin, if possible grew even wider. Elsewhere in Konoha Kin Tsuchi felt that she was in for the worst night of her life.

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(Konoha-Chunnin exam Stadium-Kage Booth Rooftop)

The fight was not going well for Sarutobi. His foe Orochimaru had managed to summon both the First and Second Hokages. Sarutobi knew that if help didn't come soon he was screwed. Fortunatly for him, and rather unfortunatly for Orochimaru, he still had one ally he could call on other then his monkey summon Enma.

Putting his hands into a handseal Sarutobi flared his chakra before biting his thumb and drawing a pentagram onto the ground and slamming his hand into the center. Instead of the usual smoke that signified a normal summon a massive amount of pitch black chakra erupted from the seal, swirling around until it formed an immense black tower of the evil chakra. Without warning the chakra began to receed until forming into a black figure. Slowly color sprouted in the figure until a white haired teen could be seen standing in the middle of the bloody pentagram. A feral grin stretched across his face showing off his razor sharp teeth. His eyes were a glowing yellow-gold with pitch black scelara. He wore a black open vest that stopped a few inches before his waistline, the sleeves ragged looking like they had been ripped off with a white furred coller. On the back of the vest was a large white tribal design. The vest allowed his large muscles to be seen (think Dragon Ball Z muscles when they are in their normal forms). He wore black baggy pants that were tucked into black steel toed combat boots, a white sash was wrapped around his waist with the ends coming over his front and back forming the bottom half of a tribal tabard. Wrapped around his pant legs were individual half capes that were attatched to the waistline of his pants (No idea what these are called). Adorning his hands where a pair of black fingerless gloves. His hair formed into a mass aray of spikes (Minato's hairstyle with a small ponytail that reaches to about midback).

Opening his mouth the imposing figure spoke, his voice sending a shiver of fear down the spines of all in attendence.

"So this must be Orochimaru? And look the First and Second Hokages are here as well! Seeing them on that side of the roof with the pale pedo must mean they are also enemies. This might actually be fun Sarutobi!" Here the white haired teen let out a malicious laugh further increasing the fear of everyone due to his demonically enhanced voice. Orochimaru shivered in fear. Whatever this being was it was pure evil. His very aura felt like cold oil, the bloodlust within it almost crushing him with its presence. Finally finding the strength to speak he asked a question that seemed to be on everyone's minds.

"Who and what in the hell are you?" The white haired teen's eyes danced with amusment while his demonic grin grew.

"I am a demon of shadows. My name. Is Naruto."

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Avatar of Fenrir: And thats all for today. I'll try to update this and other stories when I can. Please Review.