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The False Apocalypse

The Shinobi Saga

 

Chapter 9

 

New Dimension, Trickery and New Powers

 

 

Disclaimer: see chapter 1

 

Nazomishi's eyes flickered opened groggy as he tried to move only to find he was strapped into a test-tube vertically and surrounded by a mysterious liquid.

 

Yoda was already up and was looking at him with sorrow in his eyes. They had been captured. Captured by a freak trying to mutate them all into his own puppets. Yoda looked over to the others in an attempt to draw Nazomishi's attention to them. Everyone in the Zate had been captured, even the former Jedi. Whoever was doing this was powerful or had an obscene amount of information on their weaknesses.

 

This brought about Nazomishi remembering a battle in a massive facility where the Zate had made a strike against a scientist experimenting on people. He was trying to turn them into mutants. Brainwashing his subjects and making creatures with unique powers. These creatures attacked with a power that was much unexpected. Unexpected by both the Zate and the scientist himself.

 

“Yes who could have known my mistake would have brought forth my ultimate victory.” A man with a firm voice with an English accent stated as he walked up to his test subjects. “Now I will have the most powerful beings in the world as my guanine pigs” He could see the disgust on Nazomishi's face and could tell he wanted to say something…something along the lines of. “I wont get away with it will I? I am afraid you are most wrong boy. You have no idea the lengths I have gone to in order to win, and now…I have. Soon you will remember nothing but your skills and loyalty to me. Then I will crush this world and reclaim it as my own. My own world full of Mutants, each specially created for war. I know there are aliens out there and I will declare war on them. I will be the GOD OF THIS UNIVERSE.”

 

This had Nazomishi and everybody else who heard this sick rambling pissed off more than you could imagine. That is…until the rambling was cut short by a well known and very distinct sound of metal cutting metal, more specifically. Adamantium Cutting steel.

 

Wolverine was hacking away at the door to this lab and the scientist immediately headed to some controls hoping to finish off the final process before the creature could break through his walls. One hack after another the Adamantium man cut his way through the door as the chemicals with the tubes heated up and began choking the members of the Zate.

 

When Wolverine finally broke through the final step was nearing completion so he did the first thing that came to mind. He charged at the nearest beaker and commenced in smashing it.

 

With the sound of freshly breaking of glass in his head Nazomishi awoke from his dreadful reliving of the past few days. He had a pounding headache and grabbed his head as he rolled out of what he felt was oddly enough a bed.

 

“God where am I” … `I knew the warp was going to happen soon but that soon couldn't have had any better timing. I hope the others made it…' “Amazing, a hundred years in that dimension and we were all still alive… weakened but alive… OH and what the HELL is that racket!” He could hear something happening outside of the room and decided to check it out.

 

He opened the door and began to slowly make his way down the stares in a rustic log cabin. If anybody were actually watching him it would have been a funny sight. A kid again, no older than seven beaten and bruised stumbling down some stairs trying to get to the door. Nazomishi could hear some yelling outside and decided to listen in on the situation before making himself known.

 

“Please let her go, take me just leave her alone.”A woman's frantic voice screamed from outside.

 

“You know what we told you, wench. You were to get out of this house by yesterday and leave anything valuable but no you had to stay.” The next voice sounded tenor and somewhat gangster in tone.

 

“Yea we tried to be nice and let you live but our boss doesn't like it when we don't finish our job on time.” The third was apparently with the tenor having a deeper voice but similar gangster accent.

 

“Then just let her go, kill me, take what you want and go.” Nazomishi was shocked that he was in such a situation. Apparently some people had found him and taken him in. This situation was his fault, if he hadn't landed where he did they would have left but they stayed to help him recover. That had it… it was his turn to thank them.

 

Nazomishi stumbled into the doorway holding his badly injured right shoulder with his left hand. “Leave them be, they would be gone by now if they hadn't saved me.” Their attention was immediately drawn to the blue haired boy standing in the doorway.

 

“Oh what do we have here another kid. Stop trying to act cool so we can kill you and get this over with.” Nazomishi snickered a bit.

 

“hehehe, you ?? kill me.. in your dreams asshole.” He weakly raised his functional arm to them as he released his shoulder from his grip, leaving it to drop limp to his side. His fingers stretched out as if he were grabbing the bandits from a far. His reach was weak but as his arm fully extended, lightning erupted from his fingertips in a short burst lasting only long enough to shock the bandits and send them into the forest. After performing the attack Nazomishi simply fell to the ground in exhaustion.

 

“Mam… that shouldn't of killed them, its your duty now…we need to buy some time..uuAAAaaaa…oh damn that hurts…” Nazomishi's wound was clearly painful and certainly more than the woman could handle. They were hoping he would have woke up before the bandits came back so they could leave and take the boy to the hospital.

 

“…I…ok …” The woman hesitated as fear filled her eyes, afraid she couldn't do such a thing. Still, she knew it must be done if they were to get back up they were all certainly dead. Even that boy, as she saw him, was far too weak to do whatever it was he did again. She quickly ran inside and grabbed his blade and went into the forest to finish off the bandits to buy them all some time while her daughter tried to drag Nazomishi inside to rest for the moment.

 

When the mother came back Nazomishi was sitting at the kitchen table with his right arm propped on the table like a sling with his left hand sipping on some tea.

“..wh…who are you?” She said, stunned at the turn of events. It was amazing to be saved by a boy so young, even if he had such a great power.

 

“This is irrelevant right now. We need to leave before more come. There are more correct?”

 

“Yes…but you?”

 

“I will be fine; I'm not as young as I look. Tell me, where is the nearest town?”

 

“Well I would have to say we are about an hour's walk from Konoha.” Nazomishi spat his tea in shock.

 

“That…that is amazing…I cant believe I'm here… “ Nazomishi's eyes wondered around the room aimlessly as he thought about the consequences of their being here. He soon returned his attention to the woman, asking. “Tell me did you find a communication device on me?”

 

“You mean the headset? Yea it's with the rest of your things.”

 

“Good bring them here; I may be able to call for help.” That was certainly a relief, at least he could contact the others and hopefully collaborator a believable story to tell the villages. If not, at least there was that default story they had for times like this.

 

“Wow you're a ninja aren't you!”

 

“Heh, I guess in some respects.” The mother came back into the room after a few moments with all of Nazomishi's stuff including his swords. She placed them on the table as he asked her to place the device on his head. He turned some small knobs on the box attached to the headset checking the frequency trying to find any Zate members in the area. “Come in, anybody this is Nazomishi Mitsukoi is anybody there?”

 

There was static on the line and continued blank for several minutes. “Blast…in this state…” He wasn't sure what he could do. In this condition there was no making it a few blocks, much less to the nearest village.

 

“Is there anything we can help you with?”

 

“Since I can't get a hold of my friends I'm afraid we must hurry to Konoha and get me some treatment there. I'm sorry but I must ask you to take me there, I am in nowhere near the condition I would need to make the journey alone, and if you stay here you will probably die anyway.”

 

 

“Then let's be going, I just hope they don't attack again before we can get away.”

 

“I don't sense anything in the area so for now we are safe.” The woman picked him up in her arms as her daughter began to fallow close behind. Things went as she had said, they were around an hour away from Konoha but for some reason they were deep enough in the forest that they rarely got visitors. Come to find out they lived there because of some rare medicinal flowers they would harvest and deliver to local villages. Unfortunately those bandits appeared a few days ago and began demanding the land as well as anything valuable. In some strange act of fate they were given a few days to get everything in order for them and get out.

 

It wasn't long till they arrived at the gate to Konoha and were stopped by two chuunin guarding the gate.

 

“Halt, state your names and business in Konoha”

 

“I am Hikari Umishida, this is my daughter Kiri. This is…” “Nazomishi Mitsukoi I was part of a caravan that was attacked on the border of fire country. I was badly injured and collapsed near their house.” He winced in pain from talking so much. The guards could easily tell that he was suffering from bad burns and had many bad bruises, if his current state said anything, he likely have multiple fractures.

 

“Otsu, take the kid to the hospital immediately and contact the Hokage.” The guard said looking at his partner before turning back to the woman. “Thank you for bringing him here, you may go now unless you wish to stay with him.”

 

“Actually…he just saved us from some bandits attacking our home earlier today after he woke up. I'm surprised he was still able to stand at the time. There are probably more coming so we need to speak to the Hokage.” Another guard was coming to take the place of the one that had left when the guard already there ordered him to take the two to the Hokage.

 

It didn't take long for Nazomishi to be admitted into the hospital where he was quickly stripped of his weapons and possessions before being rushed into the emergency room to begin two days of intensive care and chakra enhanced healing. Several wondered why a kid would have a set of armor and that many swords. The topic was brought up with the Hokage who figured it belonged to the caravan that was attacked. There had apparently been two others show up in similar but better condition. Both of them had similar sets of armor that were abnormally large for their bodies and blades obviously made by the same craftsman.

 

For the entirety of the healing process Nazomishi was placed under a jutsu induced sleep so he wouldn't feel the pain resulting from several of the more invasive procedures. What they found was utterly amazing. His body was nothing like anything they had ever seen before. The cells of this boy would attack and disintegrate anything metal that entered into his body, thus limiting the doctors to Medic nins and chakra scalpels. The strangest part of the procedure was the metal his body disintegrated wasn't expelled but added into itself.

 

The doctors and the Hokage himself were baffled by the mysterious boy. In the end they all decided that they had done all they could, and since his body was starting to heal itself at a slightly abnormal pace they would simply wait till he wakes up and ask him what is going on. He was certainly lucky to have such a helpful bloodline. The Hokage himself had never heard of anything like it before and decided to do some research on foreign bloodlines.

 

On the fourth day Nazomishi finally woke from his slumber feeling exhausted but in better shape than he had been in a long time. He turned his head to the side to notice the Hokage sitting in the chair next to the bed likely knowing he would be awake soon.

 

“Good, Sarutobi sama I'm glad you're here.” Sarutobi was mildly surprised the boy knew his name but figured he was the Hokage after all.

 

“Well my boy you put us in for quite a ride after all. Why wouldn't I be? Or at least a shadow clone of me anyway.” He said lightheartedly before continuing “First off I believe you might want to know that your friends have arrived here as well.”

 

“Friends? What were their names, how many were there?”

 

“Rei and Aoshi I believe they said. Where there more? They did not mention any.”

 

“No that's them what have they told you so far?” Nazomishi said in relief.

 

“So far? Only that you were part of a caravan that was attacked and you decided to come here.” The caravan story is one of a series of stories the Zate had created for certain worlds. Less developed worlds would receive a caravan story while more advanced ones would receive a far more believable story for their world. It was blatantly obvious to them which one to use.

 

“Ok, there's more. Honestly there are a lot more of us, around forty. They… they left the children to die. Luckily for us we knew enough from our parents to survive, basic fighting and everything.” Nazomishi was putting on a rather good show but Sarutobi could tell something was up. Unfortunately for him the suspicion was small enough for him to shrug it off so far.

 

“We all decided to go to a village and become Shinobi. hehe… none of us could decide on a single village so we decided to split up and go to the one we wanted to go to. I guess it was rather stupid but I guess us three made it at least.”

 

“And what of the others?” Sarutobi was curious, never before had he heard of such a thing. There were a great many caravans wondering around the elemental countries and it was even less unusual for one of them to be attacked and ask a village for assistance. On the other hand it was quite rare for them to split up. Children this young shouldn't have separated. It simply wasn't the smart thing to do. Of course they were children and bound to make stupid mistakes.

 

“I don't know and probably wont till I….” Some angered yelling was heard outside which brought them both to a momentary silence.

 

“Damn demon brat, I just wish he would die this time. Hundreds of times I've had to treat his sorry ass, wasting our precious resources but no the Hokage just has to protect him.”

 

“Yea I don't see what he sees in the kid, everything this freak has done is a curse on humanity, he would be better off dead. We would all be better off with him dead.” The Hokage momentarily stepped out of the room and loosed a killing intent that froze the two doctors in place before stating in a soft voice which Nazomishi could barely hear. “You are demoted to nurses, report to my office for reassigning.” “B-but sir!” “My orders are final. Leave here now!” The Hokage screamed at the two before re-entering the room where Nazomishi had a very serious face on.

 

“He's a Jinchuuriki isn't he?” Nazomishi was pissed off at the doctors for their inhumanity but at the same time he felt this was a good time to seal the deal with the Hokage as well as discover how old Naruto is so he could figure out when he is.

 

“…!!!” The Hokage was stunned at the perceptiveness of the boy. For someone so young to even know what a Jinchuuriki was is an astounding feat. Add to that the fact that Sarutobi himself was placed between a rock and a hard spot. `Oh wonderful, now what am I suppose to do.”

 

“Tell me.”

 

“Tell you what?” He was shocked at the answer to his unasked question but figured he must have meant something else.

 

“Hokage sama, I mean no disrespect but I can read your mind to an extent. It is a bloodline of sorts. I know this…Naruto… Is a Jinchuuriki…Of the Kyuu…” A hand immediately found itself over Nazomishi's face with a kunai to his neck.

 

“I am sorry but you cannot…”

“Fear not Hokage Sama. I know it is clearly a high priority secret. Frankly I feel sorry for him.” The Hokage pulled back just a hair but kept up his sense of anger. “I can feel his pain. It's much the same as the last Jinchuuriki I met.” `There we go, hook line and sinker.”

 

“Other Jinchuuriki, how do you know of them?” `Just when I thought this boy couldn't get any stranger…'

 

“The Jinchuuriki of the Yonbi saved us once around a year ago…would you mind removing the kunai I'm only seven and even if I can read your mind there's no way my speed could keep up with a Kage. It would be stupid for me to try something, especially in the village I want to join.” The Hokage glared at him for a moment before nodding and asking a question.

 

“What is your opinion of them?”

 

“They are their what they choose to be, although I guess it could also depend on the seal and how well it keeps the demon's influence out of them. I can sense the presence of the Kyuu…um… it…and that it is well contained so I have no fears of the boy…poor guy, so much suffering…”

 

“Yes, the villagers have put him though a lot. I assume you know that you will be put to death if you tell anybody.”

 

“I understand, but I'm sure my friends will know the first time they see him, I will be sure to explain everything to them.” It finally hit the old man, the thing that was wrong about the kid. He simply spoke with an authority and eloquence far beyond his years. Since when should any kid short of a Nara have a vocabulary of this level at this age? Something was definitely up.

 

“You wish to know why I speak the way I do?” the Hokage sighed and slid back into a chair rubbing his temples.

 

“Yes but could you stop doing that it's creepy.”

 

“Sorry, it tends to do that. At any rate the way I speak is what happens when you read too many minds. You tend to absorb a lot of information very quickly and it adapts the way I speak with a highly increased vocabulary, at least for one my age.” `Well I hope he buys it, regardless of how shitty it was…'

 

“Understood, now do you have any control over what you can read or does it simply happen?”

 

“I can only read someone's aura through what was once the Shingan.”

 

“The Warrior's Eye.” `To think a child could be trained in that…' The warrior's eye, a skill gained after years of intense battle experience. It is in essence the skill that gave Kenshin his mastery over his opponents. It gave him his ability to read and know what his opponents will do. Sarutobi knew of this skill quite thoroughly, he even knew that some had taken it to the point that they could see auras. What he didn't know was that these `children' had taken it to a whole new level, using it in combination with the force.

 

“If that's what you want to call it. Anybody can use it by training their vision and senses but my family has developed it to a point where our minds analyze it at another level turning the aura into a mind reading tool. If we can see someone's aura we can read what they are thinking about and other things related to that subject. With significant concentration we can read the minds of the unconscious. Well if we know what we are looking for. ”

 

“Then how were you able to sense Naruto's tenant ?”

 

“Like I said, training eyesight and other senses. I could feel the other aura and the mental pain coming from the other room.”

 

“Your friends like this as well?” This could prove most troubling. A group of mind readers in the hands of every elemental country could be quite problematic.

 

“Everyone in the caravan is loosely related and have all developed it to some point. We all seem much older than we are if that's what you mean. ” Sarutobi smiled as he come to an understanding with the boy and then decided to ask him something.”

 

“Since you intend on joining the academy do you think you could do something for me?”

 

“Befriend Naruto… Gladly, but I would have done that anyway… Ano, your mind is trailing on something…about the Uchiha?…Ah I see, how sad.”

 

“As Hokage I will have to order you to stop reading my mind. There are far too many secrets to leave to a child like you.”

 

“Sorry, I was simply trying to understand what you were feeling so down about. Anything I may pick up I will keep to myself.”

 

“So what did you read?” Oh yes, this mindreading was starting to get annoying.

 

“The Massacre last night. You were wondering if it was wise to hide the truth from this Sasuke. If I may sir I believe that to an extent it is for the best. As a gesture of loyalty to this village would you mind if I took a look at Sauske's mind in order to ease your mind?”

 

“I don't believe it is right for one your age to go around simply reading everyone's mind.”

 

“This is true, but the game you are playing is a dangerous one as well. If he finds out he could turn on Konoha.”

 

“That's what I'm afraid of.”

 

“Then will you permit it? I caught the part where you were to have the Yamanakas look at him anyway.”

 

“You have just added a whole new level of stress to my life you know that right? Very well, come with me. I won't make a decision till I hear what you see.”

 

“Yes sir.” Nazomishi solemnly fallowed Sarutobi down the corridors of the hospital, through three flights of stairs to the mental trauma recovery ward.

 

Sarutobi slowly pushed open the door and left the lights out before motioning for Nazomishi to enter and whispering for him to be quiet and search his mind quickly.

 

Nazomishi did so and smirked inwardly as he read Sauske's mind. It wasn't long till he came up with the perfect thing to tell the Hokage. `Amazing he saw Madara, Now I have the perfect suggestion.' Nazomishi walked out of the room and went into a waiting room on the other side of the hall along with the Hokage before speaking again.

 

“Sir, I may not be that old but I must say if you went along with Itachi's plan you will find yourself with a traitor on your hands.”

 

“Continue.”

 

“Itachi had help…from a man who should be dead. From his memories it looks like that man is Madara. As young as I am, even I have heard of that man.”

 

“Itachi told me of him and their pact. Madara is creating an organization and Itachi is going to be my spy. Apparently Madara wanted revenge on both Konoha and the Uchihas for abandoning him. He settled for the Uchiha for now.”

 

“I see, the image is buried deep in his mind because Itachi used some horrible Genjutsu on him, it has left him too traumatized to find it anything significant.”

 

“Based on what you have seen, what would you tell him?”

 

“I suggest telling the truth but leave out anything that could potentially leave him un-loyal to the village. I would have you there to calm him, he will believe you. He is very impressionable right now and the only thing he truly trusts is his worst enemy. I would start out telling him that his brother says he is sorry. Then explain the problem with the Clan fallowed by a story that Madara was planning revenge against the Uchiha clan and Konoha and that in order to save Konoha he was forced to join Madara in the destruction of the clan…

 

Also I think it would be wise to …aa..aaa.. AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH” Nazomishi grabbed his head in pain and suffering, falling onto the ground in utter pain. Or at least it would have been pain were he not doing a superb job at acting. The Hokage immediately raised a soundproofing jutsu before trying to contact a doctor.

 

Nazomishi slowed and stopped screaming starting to shake violently before twitching. He soon got the attention of Sarutobi staying “stop.. STOP! I .. I know….Oh ……” His eyes shot open wide with pupils dilated.

 

“What was that?”

 

“I…I saw… His plan, Akatsuki is the organization right?”

 

“Yes, and?”

 

“And they plan to steal the Bijuu, using the Sharingan he intends to control all nine and recreate the Shinobi nations under his rule.” Nazomishi acted as if he were suffering from a painful mental attack exhausting him both physically and mentally.

 

“How did you see this?”

“Sometimes when we see a lot of connecting events we get visions to connect them together if there is something important missing. This is why we were always on the run in the caravan. We once lived in wave before their bloodline purging.” Nazomishi was trying to milk every ounce of information he had on the Shinobi world for all its worth. Somehow it was working.

 

“I see, then it is a good thing I have Itachi working for me. He should be able to protect Naruto.”

 

`Regaining his senses' Nazomishi made a few more comments concerning Sauske.

 

“I have a suggestion.” He panted out. “Let's tell Sauske of this organization. Then try to push him closer to Naruto. If they were to become friends Sauske would have something to live for. A friend to fight for as well as a request from his brother to protect this village's Jinchuuriki.”

 

“You want to tell him about Naruto?”

 

“Yes, perhaps a few days from now so we can think this over properly. I believe if he were to know of someone with a worse background than his, he may be forced to think more about his situation as opposed to `poor me look what my brother did'.”

 

“I will consider it but you are right we should wait a few days and think things over.” Sarutobi went back to the door and said “Think things over for a few more days and come to my office. You are forbidden to discuss any of this to even your friends. Are you capable of blocking their reading of your mind?”

 

“Yes those with this ability cannot read the thoughts of others with it.”

 

“In the mean time I will enroll you three in the academy. Also I will come up with the citizenship forms so you can sign the loyalty contract.”

 

“Thank you very much Hokage sama.”

 

Sarutobi left the building and with relief he lit his pipe thinking. `This child is far beyond normal…I must keep a good eye on him but with that ability of his I cannot use Anbu or even listening devices. Perhaps I should consult the Yamanaka on these matters.'

 

 

 

Nazomishi wondered around Konoha for a few moments trying to sense the presence of Aoshi and Rei after retrieving his things from the hospital's personal effects desk. It took him nearly thirty minutes to track them down but when he did his face faulted. They were sitting at the ramen stand he had already passed somewhere along the lines of a `MILLION' times now.

 

“Guys?” They turned wondering who it was and when they finally realized it was Nazomishi. Rei tackled him to the ground as Aoshi simply sat there eating on his ramen.

 

“NAZO!!!! By the force I thought I would never see you again.” She was genuinely happy to see her old master. It was rare for her to spend much time away from him.

 

“You know me I'm hard to keep down, anyway have either of your communicators been working mine cant get a signal.”

 

“Yea we contacted the others a few days ago, where have you been?”

 

“The hospital, I landed on some roof and fell off on top of the injuries I received from before we were captured. Stopped a few bandits and here I am. So where is everybody?” Aoshi pulled out a map of the Shinobi nations and Rei pulled Nazomishi over to look at it. The large paper was covered with names to indicate their locations within the map.

 

“Perfect, well let's eat up then I want to contact the others and tell them the plan.”

 

“Do you know anything about this dimension?”

 

“Plenty…for now I'm just hungry.” The lunch went on rather eventfully and they all retired to a training ground away from prying eyes and ears. It was training ground 53, a rarely used training ground for wind users. The field was vast so they could easily keep track of anybody within hearing range.

 

“So Nazo have you noticed anything strange since we came here?

 

“You mean besides wakening up to a family being attacked by bandits?” Nazomishi said sarcastically.

 

“She meant with your body, apparently we have all received some kind of strange powers from that freak and his machine.”

 

“Well… not really, the doctors did say something about a faster healing rate and the fact that my bones should have broken from some of the inquiries I received. What about you?”

 

“Well when I woke up everything around me was scorched beyond recognition, so I think I may be pyrokinetic.” Nazomishi's eyes practically became dinner plates in fear that his girlfriend had the ability to burn him to a crisp.

 

“And you?” Aoshi bent down and placed his hand on the ground as the grass began to frost over and turned to ice.

 

“Ice and fire… wonder what I got. This could be SO AWSOME!” He was genuinely smiling with a grin larger than Naruto at his best. “So what has everybody else got?”

 

“We didn't talk long enough to find out but we are assuming everybody got something. Since the freak got the powers from other mutants he analyzed and you have faster healing I'm guessing you may be similar to wolverine.” Nazomishi smirked at the thought of himself with metal bones…he thought it would be the ultimate form of `bad ass.'

 

“I guess it's something I will need to test. Aoshi it may be a few years but I have the perfect teacher for you and your ice abilities.” Aoshi nodded as they both turned to Rei. “I'm not quite so sure about pyrokinesis but I'm sure that means your elemental affiliation will be fire. Since we are in fire country that shouldn't be a problem.”

 

“Alright now that you have stated what we already know where are we and why do I sense that you have already told someone about us.”

 

“I haven't but I have developed our cover story and already started trying to manipulate the leadership of this country for the better. One of its future worst enemies was just hospitalized from the very event that turned him against the country in the first place. If I can get him on our side things here will be indefinitely easier. As for where we are this is a land of Shinobi where they manipulate chakra to perform skills called jutsu. There are three main kinds of Jutsu, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and Genjutsu. Ninjutsu are basically attacks utilizing elements or anything to manipulate the world around the user creating fireballs, dragons made of water…etc. Taijutsu is hand to hand combat with Kenjutsu as a sub form of it. Genjutsu uses chakra to manipulate the minds of others around you creating illusions and altering your opponent's senses.

 

The events of this world focus around a boy who is currently seven years old. His name is Naruto Uzumaki. There are nine demon lords in this world who have been captured by humans and sealed into people to act as gate guards to hold back their power.

 

“But why not just kill these demons?”

 

“Because they are too powerful to be killed, they will simply go to hell, come back and wreak havoc again. It is basically their domain. The only way is to seal them and reseal them later into a new container.”

 

“How horrible.”

 

“The child Naruto is the container of the Kyuubi, a great monster of infinite power and chakra. It was so large and so powerful it could level a mountain with a single swing of its mighty tails. The rest I will explain with the others. There is no point in explaining everything twice.

 

They contacted everybody and spent nearly an hour going over the current and future events of this world. When they were done Nazomishi began issuing orders on were to go and what to do.

 

 

“Kenshin, I want you to go with your family and Yoda to Amegakure. Blend in and learn as much as you can about Jutsu. When you feel the time is right I want Kenshin to join Akatsuki and talk to Itachi. Help him get over his self hatred so he can once again face his brother.

 

Sano I want you to go to the Iwagakure. They will teach you a lot of earth jutsu. It fits your style quite well.

 

Wolverine I want you to go with Sano.

 

Hiko I would like you to infiltrate Orochimaru's Otogakure with Anakin's assistance. Do not bother him, for the most part but keep track of him and report any major changes he may have from what I have explained.

 

Windu I would like you to take several select students to go with you to Sunagakure. There is a child there by the name of Gaara. He is the Jinchuuriki of the Ichibi. Unfortunately he has the weakest seal possible and it is working on his mind. I need you to leave him alone until after the Chuunin exams. After that I want you to befriend him and show him what real friends are like. I wish we could befriend him earlier but I cannot risk altering the timeline.

 

The rest of you Join the nearest village and monitor its movements. I want information the moment they do something out of the ordinary.

 

For everybody, I want you all to learn anything you can on Fuuinjutsu (sealing) so we can improve his seal so he can maintain his sanity.

 

 

As for everybody I want you all to read up on seals within your villages. If we are to save any Jinchuuriki we must enhance seals like Gaara's. In their current state they are too unstable to do anybody any good. The other thing would be Summoning contracts. Summons are very powerful and obtaining a contract is an invaluable tool. In particular Toads, Dragons, Wolves, Hawks, other powerful creatures would be magnificent.”

 

“Yes sir!”

 

 

 

 

Chapter notes: The fallowing are images of Nazomishi and Rei as they look when they are older. Younger Nazomishi's look more like a blue haired Kenshin.

 

Nazomishi: http://img50.imageshack.us/img50/6312/nazomishi2pv2.jpg

Rei: http://technabob.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/heavenly_sword.jpg