Mage Trained Kitsune

AN: Yo! This here’s Takaiteishu Naruto for another chapter of Mage Trained Kitsune. So far the pairings are as follows:

Lin/Anko: 0

Lin/Tsunade: 1

Lin/OC: 2

Naruto/Hinata: 1

Naruto/Sergra: 1

Naruto/OC: 3

Even if one wins, I may not do that pairing if I decide on something else. Though later on, I do plan on Sylvanas encouraging Lin to pursue a romantic interest. I also see as the translation from WoW levels to ninja ranks as follows:

1-10 Genin

11-20 Chuunin

21-30 Jounin

31-40 ANBU

41-50 Sannin

51-60 Kage

The level I plan on Naruto eventually reaching is not on this list, since the second expansion to WoW is in the works and the level cap will be raised to 80 instead of the 70 that it is. Lintheion is currently at level 70, so more than a match against Orochimaru or any members of Akatsuki, but not all of them at the same time. He could probably handle three or four by himself and more with allies.

Top of Form

Last Time:

“A few months ago, the Dark Portal was opened to Outland, and Illadin’s stronghold. My people have changed our name from high elves, to blood elves in honor of our fallen kinsmen,” Lintheion finished.

Naruto and Sarutobi stared as Lintheion wiped away a few stray tears from the painful memories, and looked outside at the midday sun.

“Well enough sad memories, how about we go get something to eat?” Lintheion asked.

Now:

“Alright, how about ramen?” Naruto asked calmly.

“Don’t think I’ve had it, but sure. I’m always up for trying new kinds of food,” Lintheion answered.

Naruto let out a shout of joy before he was knocked over the head with the head of a staff.

“We need to work on that loudness of yours Naruto. Every time you shout like that from now on you will receive a punishment, each time it increasing in severity. For this time, I will let it pass.”

Naruto gulped slightly, wondering what his punishment would be, and mentally deciding to restrain his loudness. Sarutobi shook his head in amusement, before leading the pair to Ichiraku Ramen. Once there, Lintheion looked at the menu with a thinking look on his face as the other two made their orders. With a sigh, he reached into his pack and pulled out a wrapped package and motioned the owner’s daughter over and asked with a wide smile, “Could you possibly add this kind of meat to my order please?”

“O-of course Ambassador-san,” she replied before taking it to the back and having her father prepare the orders.

“What is it you gave her Lintheion-sensei?” Naruto asked.

“Kodo meat. You will actually see wild and domesticated kodos when we travel to Mulgore. Tauren who come to help the economy of Konoha may also ride kodo. Tauren use the domesticated kodo as mounts and hunt the wild kodo for meat, clothes, tents, and many other things. The orcs and trolls share the warrior city of Orgrimmar. The Forsaken have built an underground labyrinth beneath the ruins of Lordaeron’s former capital city. It is there that an Orb of Translocation, which will teleport us to Silvermoon, my homeland. We will leave early tomorrow,” Lintheion said as his and Sarutobi’s single bowls arrived as well as Naruto’s twenty.

Upon seeing the number of bowls Naruto had, Lintheion immediately said, “I am not paying for that much.”

The next day, Lintheion met his student at the North Gate on his large bird. He grabbed Naruto by his wrist in a clasp and swung him up in front of him on his bird before the two of them took off, not to be seen in Konoha for another year.

“Lintheion-sensei, what will I be learning first?” Naruto asked as he got used to the movements that the strange bird they were riding was making.

“First off we need to find what kind of magic you favor. Ninjas are unique in that they are the only ones in the world to use chakra. The rest of the world uses either a force called mana, rage but up through a battle, or simple energy. Mages like me, as well as warlocks, priests, shamans, paladins, hunters, and druids use mana. Hunters and paladins barely use mana, hunters more so than paladins; for some of us like mages, warlocks, and priests, we would barely be able to survive in the world without it, me less so since I have also devoted a great deal of time in learning melee combat. Warriors use rage that they have built up in battle to execute combat moves that would be able to nearly wipe out all but the strongest opponents in just a few blows. Rouges use a unique form of energy that I do not even pretend to understand how they harness it.

“Now before you learn your first spell, there is one thing you must always keep in mind: the magic I will teach you is very addicting. The naga and my people as a race are addicted to magic. I am not proud of what my people have done in the past, calling the demons among them, but I have found that if you have a strong enough will, you can resist the temptation of magic.

“Some blood elves have become consumed by their addiction now that the power of the Sunwell can no longer feed our hunger, they are little more than animals now, driven only by the hunger of their addiction. Some of your first tests will be against them. I will teach you one spell from the two main branches of combat magic to begin with, and as you advance you will naturally tend to choose spells from one of the three branches. The branches of combat magic are: Frost, Arcane, and Fire. I personally favor a blend of Frost and Fire with a little bit of Arcane thrown in. The first Frost spell I will teach you is called Frost Armor. The first Fire is called Firebolt. I will hold off on Arcane spells until you get a bit more experience in using magic and not instinctively falling back onto chakra.”

“Alright Lintheion-sensei.”

After the two rode for a few hours, they stopped next to a stream and Lintheion pulled a collapsible fishing pole from his pack and easily caught a few fish. He then directed Naruto in how to pick good wood for a fire and how to cook caught fish.

As the two were eating their fish, Naruto paused and asked his mentor, “Sensei, how do you know so much about surviving in the wilds? I had noticed that you didn’t follow the path once we were out of sight of the gate but you didn’t seem even the least bit hesitant or lost.”

Lintheion smiled at his student before ruffling the boy’s hair and answering, “It comes from spending time in the wilds. You either learn, or die. For a while in the beginning of my career I tended to stick to the roads, but over time as I became more confident in my abilities and skill, I began to wander further and further from the road until I became more comfortable out in nature than on roads. I don’t know nearly as much about survival in the wilds as say a hunter, but I know a lot more than the average mage or especially warlock.”

A year after Uzumaki Naruto had left with the Ambassador to the Horde, the people of Konoha were used to the Horde races by now and were also amazed by the abilities they displayed. Some younger members even took to learning their arts instead of that of the shinobi. At the North Gate at this time however, a pair of people in mage robes appeared, each riding a mount. One was on a bird known as a hawkstrider, the mount most commonly used by the Blood Elves, and the other was on a skeletal horse, the mount most commonly used by the undead Forsaken. The funny thing about the one on the undead horse however, was that he was obviously a human.

“Good to be back my apprentice?” The blood elf on his hawkstrider asked.

“Yup Master, it is good. Shall we see if the Hokage recognizes me?” the young man responded.

The blood elf smiled before the two entered the village and headed towards the Hokage tower. The blood elf had hair that spiked backwards that was red at the base before lightening to blonde as it went further back. The other person with him had blonde hair that seemed to follow no order in the way it was spiked, and his blue eyes seemed to have an almost icy glow to them.

As the two made their way through the village, they saw the multitude of Horde races mingling with the people of Konoha. It brought a smile upon both riders’ faces to see the sight. The two glanced at each other and the one riding the undead horse said to his companion, “Good to see people getting along with others so unlike them isn’t it Master Lintheion?”

“Yes it is my apprentice. I think it is time that we place you back into the ninja ranks. You may still learn under me every day after team building exercises if you wish,” the blood elf rider responded.

“Personally, I would like that. The method you teach me aids in resisting the addiction of magic and I personally favor magic over chakra.”

The two then dismounted as they had reached the Hokage Tower and entered the building. The apprentice once again smiled as the two entered the Hokage’s office and Lintheion once again turned the Hokage’s paperwork to ash.

Sarutobi froze in midstamp. There was only one person who ever burned his paperwork even when he didn’t want it burned. His head snapped up to see two smirking figures in mage robes. One was a blood elf that had been Ambassador a year ago, and the other he didn’t recognize. However, he vaguely noticed three faint lines on each cheek and the sun kissed blonde hair.

His eyes widened as he put two and two together, “Naruto?”

“Yup Ol’ Man. I’m back!” the blonde mage said with a grin.

Sarutobi smiled before shaking his head. Only Naruto ever called him an Old Man. It was a good thing that the genin graduation exam had been held earlier in the week, and he was given a week to come up with team formations. He had been hoping that Naruto would show up in time.

“I assume that you wish to become a genin correct Naruto?” Sarutobi asked.

“Yes I do. However I would like to still learn from Master Lintheion after team building exercises,” Naruto said, as the blue glow in his eyes seemed to intensify.

“Very well,” Sarutobi said, slightly intimidated by the icy glow in Naruto’s eyes, “You will report to Iruka’s classroom on Friday to receive your genin team. Would you mind if I were to give you a test to see what skills you have?”

“Actually, yes I would. A good shinobi never shows his abilities beforehand correct?” Naruto asked with a large grin.

Sarutobi let out a loud laugh at Naruto’s proclamation.

“Life is never dull with you around Naruto! Fair enough, I won’t ask you for a display of your abilities. I must confess I am curious about how you received a mount, from what I’ve heard they aren’t commonly sold to those below ANBU level. No offense, but I find it hard to believe that you are that strong already,” Sarutobi stated after getting his chuckles under control.

“It helps that you are apprenticed to the older brother of the leader of the Forsaken. Sylvanas is actually pretty cool; she also gave me a necklace that was a gift to her from her sister Alleria when she was alive. I plundered it off the body of a wraith that inhabited her former home in the Ghostlands. She’s sort of become like an aunt to me now.”

“Well, enough reminiscing, there will be time for that later. I’m sure that your favorite ramen stand is missing you.”

Naruto’s eyes lit up as Lintheion groaned. Apparently, Lintheion had been forced to pay for all of Naruto’s food bills, even though from what he heard from other mages that passed through it was common to be able to conjure food. Though knowing Naruto, you’d apparently need an endless supply of power in order to feed him (if the food was ramen that is).

A few days later, Naruto was riding towards the Academy on his undead horse with a slight smile. He wondered what his team would consist of. He was mostly a ranged heavy damage dealer, but sucked at close combat to put it bluntly. So there needed to be at least one taijutsu user on his team, and possibly a healer or genjutsu user. That would round off the team, if they were to go by skills and not grades, in that he would be stuck with the two best students in the physical and mental areas. Oh well, he’d make do with what he could.

As he reached the edge of the Academy grounds, Naruto hopped off of his undead ride and returned him to his crystal. It wouldn’t be good for his future comrades to be terrified of him before they had a chance to fight along side him.

With a smirk he walked into the Academy and waited outside Iruka’s classroom until he heard, “An old classmate of yours has returned from a year long training trip and will be joining the shinobi ranks as a genin with the rest of you.”

Once Iruka said that, Naruto opened the door and walked in before taking a seat in the nearest empty spot. Once the mutters died down (since no one recognized him) Iruka continued announcing the genin teams.

“Team One…Team Seven is Uzumaki Naruto, Hyuuga Hinata, and Uchiha Sasuke. Your Jounin sensei is Hatake Kakashi. Team Eight is Aburame Shino, Haruno Sakura, and Inzuka Kiba. Your Jounin sensei is Yuhi Kurenai. Team Nine is still in circulation. Team Ten is Akimichi Choji, Nara Shikamaru, and Yanamaka Ino. Your Jounin sensei is Sarutobi Asuma. Your senseis will pick you up after an hour for lunch.”

Naruto glanced around and immediately spotted his male teammate and held back a chuckle. He still hadn’t changed. No doubt he will demand for Naruto to teach him his own mage skills once Sauce-gay figured out that he couldn’t steal them. He used the term steal instead of copy because that is exactly what the Uchiha bloodline did. It didn’t copy jutsu; its user could instantly get a jutsu in a friendly spar from an opponent who worked their butt off to learn it. The Sharingan was nothing but a cheep copycat’s tool.

Naruto shook himself from his negative thoughts; they would make it easier for him to become corrupted by the magic he used. He employed his thoughts to try to find his other teammate. His mouth dropped when he recognized her. She was far more confident and had on the clothes of a shaman. He didn’t know that humans could become shamans, but how had she gotten the training? If he knew his Master, he was willing to bet that Lintheion had a hand in it.

“Naruto-kun?” Hinata’s voice came from right next to him asked.

“Yes Hinata?” Naruto asked before smacking the back of his head and saying, “I apologize for the lack of an honorific, but I’ve been in lands where they don’t use honorifics for so long that I’ve fallen into the habit of leaving them out.”

“It is okay Naruto-kun, I came to ask you where you had been for the past year but if I’m right you were trained by the Ambassador that came a year ago correct?”

“You are correct, I was trained by the best mage the blood elves have, in addition to the best prankster ever to live in Quel’Thalas. If I am right, you were trained by another part of the Horde as well?”

Hinata smiled before saying, “Yes, a female orc shaman by the name of Droga came about a week or two after you left and started to train me in the ways of the spirits. I believe that I would be the group’s healer.”

“Make’s sense, well, might as well get something to eat,” Naruto said before opening his pouch and pulling out a few rather large spider legs before crunching into them rather loudly.

“I wasn’t aware that you had a taste for spider,” Hinata said with a sweat drop.

“I picked it up in the Ghostlands after doing some spider killing, turns out that Ghostland spider legs when fixed correctly is fantastic. Want some? If not I’ve got some boar or wolf.”

“I think I’ll try the boar.”

Naruto nodded before reaching into his pack and pulling out a crystal similar to the one that contained his mount and with a cloud of smoke there were a set of ribs that were smoking slightly and letting off a delicious aroma. The smell attracted their last teammate for it smelled far better than anything he could cook.

“Oh hey Sasuke, I assume that you are after some of my cooking? The blood elves in Lordaeron certainly know how to show a guy to do some pretty neat stuff. I’ve got some wolf meat here as well,” Naruto said before taking another crystal out and creating a plate of steaming steaks and handing it to Sasuke.

Naruto then made a few hand seals that neither of the two had ever seen before and three vials of water appeared in front of them. Naruto immediately picked one up and started to drink, before noticing the stares of his teammates.

“One of the skills I picked up was creating food and drink out of thin air, though I am really good at creating water, the food I create is crap. I have spent so much time cooking foods and storing them in subspace though, we should be good for quite a few missions to come. I also have nearly everything of mine stored in subspace now,” Naruto stated calmly.

“What is subspace?” Sasuke asked with a confused look.

“It is where items go when they are sealed or stored in crystals. Subspace keeps things in suspended animation so whatever is put in comes out exactly the same. Quite useful for keeping track of prisoners or proof of an assassination.”

Both of Naruto’s teammates paled at how calmly he was talking about assassinations. What had he been through?

Few hours later, Naruto finally had enough.

“That does it! Time for some payback!” he shouted.

His teammates raised eyebrows as Naruto took a chalkboard eraser from the board in the front of the classroom and wedged it at the top of the door so it would fall if the door was opened. He then muttered under his breath and a streak of blue shot from his hand into the eraser. The eraser glowed blue briefly before fading back to normal.

“Our master will have a, chilling surprise should he let that eraser hit him,” Naruto said with a smirk.

About five minutes later, the door opened and a sliver haired head with a mask covering the lower half of his face and the headband covering the left eye poked into the classroom, and had an enchanted eraser land directly on top of his head. To everyone else, it looked like the person had simply frozen on spot (except for the heavy shivering), while to the one who had the eraser dropped on him, it felt like his insides were frozen solid.

“That’s what you get for showing up three hours late shitface. I was trained by one of the greatest mages in the Horde,” Naruto said with a smirk.

“M-m-eet m-me o-on th-the r-roof in five minutes,” the newcomer said, stuttering less as he warmed up.

Naruto smirked again before walking out of the room and up to the roof, flanked by his teammates. Once the group of three arrived at the agreed upon designation, they sat in a semicircle around their supposed instructor.

“Alright, let’s have introductions, shall we? You go first blondie,” their sensei said calmly, though his face was still slightly blue.

“Alrighty then. My name is Uzumaki-Windrunner Naruto. I like ramen, cooked spider legs, Sylvanas, and training. I dislike the Alliance, the bastard Lich King Arthas, queers, and basically anyone who pisses me off. My dream…kill Arthas and become the greatest mage in the world,” Naruto calmly said.

Kakashi raised an eyebrow at that. The Kyuubi container seemed to be much different than he was a year ago.

“Broody.”

“My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I have no likes and more dislikes. My ambition is to kill a certain man.”

“White eye.”

“My name is Hyuuga Hinata. I like my sensei Droga, the elemental spirits, flower pressing, and my little sister Hanabi. I dislike people who disrespect nature, arrogant bastards, and those who judge people without knowing them. My dream is to rebuild the Hyuuga clan.”

“Alright, you all are unique. Why don’t we meet on Training Field 70 tomorrow at 8:00 for the real genin test? Don’t eat breakfast, you’ll just throw it up.”

With that, team seven’s sensei disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Naruto snorted before standing up and nodding to both teammates before heading to his old apartment.

The next morning at eight, Naruto was waiting at Training Field 70 while browsing through a thick tome. Glancing up and nodding as the other two members of his team showed up, Naruto pulled out two muffins and tossed one to each of his teammates.

“Did you forget that we were told not to eat breakfast?” Sasuke asked as Hinata bit into her muffin.

“Do you really expect to do any good against a jounin while starving?” Naruto asked.

Sasuke nodded slightly while taking a bit out of his own muffin. The team then waited…and waited…and waited…and waited some more.

Three hours later, Kakashi arrived and immediately had to dodge bolts of ice, lighting, and fire. His genin were pissed and nothing would stop them from getting payback.

Naruto charged up a Frostbolt spell in his cupped palms as Sasuke flashed through some hand seals and fired multiple small fireballs at Kakashi while Hinata summoned a totem that slowed Kakashi down.

Kakashi started to sweat, either they were faster than he anticipated, or he was somehow moving slower. His teeth started to chatter when the Frostbolt spell that Naruto launched hit him in the side. His eyes widened when his reflexes slowed even further than they already had. Seeing no other option, he lifted his headband to reveal his single Sharingan eye.

The sight that greeted his eye was unlike anything he had ever seen. The Sharingan worked by locating the chakra in a person’s body and seeing how it flowed. Every known technique required chakra in some level, be it ninjutsu, genjutsu, even taijutsu. Ninjutsu and genjutsu used chakra to power them; taijutsu used chakra to make the body faster and stronger (consciously or not). By seeing how the chakra in a person’s body moved, they could predict a person’s actions and copy them. The chakra of a person’s body reacted to said person’s thoughts, and the Sharingan analyzed it and then copied whatever technique the person was preparing to use.

That was all well and good, except only one of his students was using chakra! Sasuke was using techniques that he had already seen and copied, but Naruto’s and Hinata’s chakra was simply conveying their movements, and nothing about the techniques they were using!

Naruto smirked as he prepped one of the newer spells he had mastered. It was a favorite of the mages of Dalaran and the Alliance when the Scourge first gained a foothold in Lordaeron. It worked by covering a target in mana, then the mana would sink into the target’s body. Once there, it would alter the body it was in into a harmless form. Despite the fact that so much happens, the spell is nearly instantaneous. The default form for the spell was a sheep, but if a mage were skilled enough, they could theoretically transform a target into any form. Naruto still preferred the sheep form for the Polymorph spell.

To everyone’s (except Naruto) shock, Kakashi was suddenly in midair, covered in white wool, and had four legs. Sheep-Kakashi let out a baa and kicked his feet before falling on the ground. The three genin towered over the polymorphed Kakashi with a sadistic gleam in their eyes.

(Thirty minutes later)

Naruto laughed as Sheep-Kakashi barely dodged a fireball yet again. The three had stuffed their polymorphed sensei into a sack and taken him into the forest where they wouldn’t be disturbed and performed various forms of torture on him. Naruto had tied his feet onto a spit and slowly turned him over a bonfire that Sasuke was kind enough to provide.

Hinata seemed to have developed a sadistic side while training under Droga. She set Kakashi loose and zapped him with lightning bolts only to heal him then repeat. Oh, and she also bashed him with a large hammer that at least one woman in every manga seemed to have. And she enchanted it with a spell called Flametounge Weapon. Rather self-explanatory.

Sasuke was currently hurling fireballs in addition to kunai and other sharp pointy objects. Naruto chacked his watch and frowned when he saw that the spell would end in three…two…one.

There was a cloud of smoke that cleared to reveal a pissed off Kakashi while holding several of the kunai and shuriken that Sasuke had been throwing. While taking some deep breaths he said, “Normally I would have given you a test with two bells and told you that whoever got a bell passed. The point of that test wouldn’t be getting a bell, but teamwork. The three of you already showed teamwork. So, despite what you did to me while I was under whatever jutsu that was, you all pass. Meet me at the same training grounds tomorrow for your first mission.”