Post by Yuzuru on May 7, 2007 15:15:10 GMT -5
A world where ninjas roam the land carrying out secret missions for their villages, protecting, and living their lives to the fullest the best way they can. Friendships are made, broken, betrayed and eventually mended. A world where hatred blooms, and blood is shed in daily battles. During a time where everything you touch, has been tainted, and where innocence is washed away from a child’s eyes.
Akatsuki had been dealt with, their plans for world domination failing. Sasuke Uchiha avenging his clan finally, returning to his home, his village finally free from Orochimaru, and the haunting of his older brother. Still quiet and stoic, but at least he returned to his friends.
Orochimaru had been in hiding, Kabuto still as loyal a servant as ever. Until he would finally peek out for the remaining battle, the innocence being shed would never stop. Tsunade wanted to stop this, the current Hokage of Konohagakure. Orochimaru had plagued Konoha for a long time, and too many lives were sacrificed against Orochimaru. The Land of Wind, Fire, and Water, fought against the Land of Earth, and Thunder. Smaller places also fought in the large-scaled war that was caused by Orochimaru. He had corrupted Kage’s minds against Konoha, and then everyone was at war depending on their views.
Konoha had allies, but so did Orochimaru.
The Great War had taken place.
A year of pointless fighting.
Naruto had finally had enough.
Naruto’s will, followed with the will of friends and allies were more then enough to rid Orochimaru forever. The snake was shoved off a cliff with no strength, and no charka left. Naruto saw to his death, over a deep fall into darkness.
He was finally gone.
Tsunade had fallen under the hand of Orochimaru, but Jiraiya, fortunately enough helped her to the hospital. Remaining weak, she gave the Hokage title to Naruto. She had faith in him, and new that he would do his best.
Naruto was the Hokage.
Three months passed with peace and the village being re-built from the damages dealt with the Sound, Rock, and Cloud village. But everything was ok; it was ok because Orochimaru had corrupted everyone. They weren’t now, so everything was going to be ok. Nothing bad was going to happen.
Everyone was at peace.
But three months was not enough for peace. No, it wasn’t.
Cruel demons is what they were. Ninjas clothed in black and white garments, powerful weapons, and great jutsus had been developed by them. They went by so many names, so many Hidden Villages packed together in one. They all said they came from a different village, but their names, they all meant the same thing.
The came with full force at Konoha three months after Orochimaru was killed.
It went by so fast Naruto did not see it coming.
Many died that day, Sasuke, and Kakashi disappearing, and Naruto captured.
A village holds the Hokage of Konoha, deadly plans for the future beginning to take action.
Can Yuzuru, one of Naruto's students, protect Konoha in his place?
Can you make a difference?
Which side will you take?
The New Enemy Arises
And…I place Yuzuru in charge of Konoha. Yuzuru will be taking my place as Hokage.
Ps.
Take care of Shinu. You know what a crybaby he can be.
Tall figure folded the parchment of paper in half, in half again, then once more. Right thumbed raised to parted lips, white canine grazing the tanned skin before breaking through, blood bubbling out. Signs were made on a rock to the side; symbols made quickly, memorized pictures and symbols were made clear. Technique preformed perfectly, a poof of smoke, and a black bird produced from the floating dust. Silent commands were made, letter attached to the left leg, tight securely. The creature understood its orders and flew away in the direction of the west quickly, as the man then vanished within Falling Leaves.
Ps.
Take care of Shinu. You know what a crybaby he can be.
Tall figure folded the parchment of paper in half, in half again, then once more. Right thumbed raised to parted lips, white canine grazing the tanned skin before breaking through, blood bubbling out. Signs were made on a rock to the side; symbols made quickly, memorized pictures and symbols were made clear. Technique preformed perfectly, a poof of smoke, and a black bird produced from the floating dust. Silent commands were made, letter attached to the left leg, tight securely. The creature understood its orders and flew away in the direction of the west quickly, as the man then vanished within Falling Leaves.
