Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Glimpses of Fire ❯ Building Darkness ( Epilogue )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: shattered-words 
The end of this tragedy, or is it?
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.22.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 150 | Status: Completed
The end of this tragedy, or is it?
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.22.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 150 | Status: Completed
Glimpses of Fire
Author: shattered-words
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, it’d be called ‘Gaara’. So, isn’t it a shame that I don’t own it?
Summary: There were many things that shaped the plans of a certain Nukenin, and one was a shinobi that was as destructive as fire. AU/Mentions of Shounen-ai/Yaoi/Yuri
AN: I can’t believe that I finally made it this far! This is an exciting day for me indeed, since I never thought I’d ever finish a fanfic. However, this one was just bugging the hell outta me until I put it down on paper. So, there you have it folks. It will be a while before I start posting Glimpses of Darkness, but I will try to get it up as soon as possible! Until that time comes, I’d like to thank all those that reviewed and showed my fanfic support. To those that only read it and didn’t review, shame on you! Authors get motivation when one reviews, and with no reviews, how do I know that anyone is even reading this? Anyway, I’ll let ya read the story. Please enjoy since I put a lot of thought into this Epilogue, oh and watch for a lot of time skips in this one (sorry if its confusing, but it shows only the sections that need to be revealed right now! More will be revealed in the sequel.). Thanks to everyone again, and especially Shadows-upon-Sand. Gaara Freak, this one is all yours! ^.^ Good day!
The Sharingan user glanced at his guest. “You grab one and I’ll grab the other,” he said, noticing the slight frown on his face. He shook his head and they both moved forward quickly.Itachi had his brother by the scruff of his collar a few moments later and the other held his sister’s wiggling body. “What happened this time?” he asked the miniature version of himself. It was slightly amusing to see as he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted.
Ashikaga Eizan had risked letting the girl go and was crouched in front of her. “What happened, Ari-chan?” he asked her softly. He frowned when he noticed several bruises on her arms and one on her right cheek.Arisa sniffled and glanced at the younger Uchiha. “Sasu-kun called me a bad name,” she whined. “He’s mean all day so I hit him and he hit me back.”The taller teen let her smother him in a hug he barely felt as he glanced at the oldest Uchiha. The other shruggedEizan sighed. He stood and lifted the smaller girl into his arms. “Maybe its’ best if we leave,” he said as the Konoha Genin nodded.
Itachi let his brother go and walked the Ashikaga siblings to the door. “Well, at least it’ll be over in two days. So, don’t expect her tomorrow.” Uchiha Sasuke had followed them but didn’t show himself as Eizan and Itachi paused at the door so the taller shinobi could slip on his sandals and get Arisa’s shoes.
“I thought your parents would be busy tomorrow,” Itachi said, his voice as emotionless as before. “What will you do with her while you’re training?”
Eizan straightened and adjusted his sister in his arms. “I’ll figure something out.” He turned with him to the door. “Maybe I’ll take her with me.”
“Do you think that’s wise?” Itachi asked with a slight frown on his younger features.
The Suna-nin shrugged. “Probably not, but its’only option. I can see that her and Sasuke-san don’t get along since they’ve fought physically five times already.” He sighed and fixed Itachi with a pointed look. “Ari-chan is smaller than your brother and I don’t want her getting hurt.”
The left-nin nodded thoughtfully after his eyes had taken in the bruises and cut’s on the younger girl’s face and arms. “At least it’ll only be for one day and then you’ll both be going back to your village.”
Sasuke, meanwhile, frowned as he listened to their conversation. He knew that Arisa didn’t live in Konoha, but he wasn’t sure how far away their home was. He liked Arisa a lot, but he was jealous since Itachi was nice to her.
His older brother was very quiet and never smiled or showed any emotion. However, he always greeted Arisa and Eizan, and today he’d given her the barest hint of a smile and had patted her head. Sasuke had gotten mad and ignored her all day. Then he’d woken cranky from his nap, and gotten even angrier when he found her playing with the ball that Itachi had given him for his last birthday.“Don’t touch that, usuratonkachi!” he yelled, using the word he’d heard one of the adults use when referring to under-trained ninja. She’d been stunned for a moment and then frowned and smacked him on the arm. He’d hit her back harder as she screamed and they eventually wound up wresting on the ground as they bit, hit, and scratched at each other.
“Hai,” Eizan’s voice snapped Sasuke back to reality. “It’s a two day journey back to Suna, so I don’t know when we’ll meet again.” He smirked at Itachi. “Good luck with your match and pray we don’t have to face each other.”Itachi let his always stiff mouth lift slightly in a smirk as well. “I don’t need luck,” he assured. He was one of the youngest applicants, but his genius was painfully obvious. It was a given that he’d be made Chunin.Eizan turned and slipped outside as he started to walk down the street, waving at the Uchiha. At the door, Itachi turned and fixed his essentially sharp eyes on Sasuke as he peered around the corner. His Aniki always seemed to know he was near.He motioned for him to come closer and the five-year-old scrambled over and stopped just outside the door. His dark eyes met blood-rimmed orbs over the increasing distance between them.Arisa had her arms wrapped around Eizan’s neck and was peering over his shoulder at Sasuke. He noticed the bruise that had started to appear on her swelling cheek from where he’d first hit her. As he continued to watch, she lifted her hand and waved at him. Then they turned a corner and were gone.Sasuke’s sight blurred and he realized that tears had filled his eyes. He sniffled slightly and hastily wiped his damp cheeks. He felt Itachi move and turned to see his older brother crouched in front of him the same way Eizan had done with Arisa.
“You’ll get to say goodbye before she leaves,” he reassured with a slight smile as he placed a hand on the top of his head.The younger Uchiha was stunned by his actions but he could onlyas a blush painted his wet features. He wiped his face again and the brothers entered the house as they heard their mother calling them for dinner.
Unnoticed by them all were a pair of cruel yellow orbs that had watched everything with much interest. He’d been brought here by a flair of montrous chakra that had originated from somewhere in this location almost two weeks ago. During the time he’d arrived,’d managed to narrow his search.
It could be from the eldest Uchiha or theGenin, but he was led to believe that it was one of the children. That chakra had been wild and untamed, and not from a trained ninja.He would eventually find the source if he continued to wait and watch. It was only a matter of time and when it came he’d be so much closer to his victory. A cruel smirk twisted his pale lips as he imagined the sight of Konohagakure no Sato in ruins. This child would help him realize that dark dream.
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Uchiha Fugaku stuffed his hands into the sleeves of his haori as he stepped out onto the engawa to survey the already darkened garden before him. The lamps at both ends of the corridor gave very little light, but the full moon made up for that.
His youngest son hadn’t arrived from the Academy but he was probably training really hard. He had a long way to go to catch up to his older brother. However, that’s not the reason he’d come outside. He had been working in his study and he’d felt a distinctive chill pass over him.
He paused and now realized what didn’t seem right now that he looked around again. There were no lights on in the nearby houses. Also, there was a deadly silence in the air that he had only ever heard after the end of a battle.
A frown twisted his features as he sensed danger a moment before he jumped away from an attack. The blade cleanly sliced several hairs and would have surely taken his head if he hadn’t moved.
The elder Uchiha straightened to face his attacker as he prepared to retaliate and froze in shock. His older son, Itachi, stood in front of him in his blood-splattered ANBU uniform as he held a bloody katana in hand. That hesitation was what his assailant needed.
Fugaku looked up along the blade pointed at his throat after he’d hit the floor. A pair of lifeless, blood red eyes stared mercilessly down at him. It was in that instant that he remembered that his offspring was away on a mission.
‘This isn’t Itachi,’ he thought moments before he felt a blow to the back of his head and darkness took him.
Fugaku felt a bit of consciousness enter his mind and he heard Sasuke’s voice. His eyes snapped open immediately and locked on his younger son. He was bound and gagged in a kneeling position and he saw that the younger male was standing just inside the doorway.
“What are you doing to my mother and father?” Sasuke demanded of the person behind them and his voice shook slightly.
The Uchiha felt a hand grip his own and he turned his head to see his beautiful wife tied up next to him. He tried to reassure her with his eyes that everything would be fine, but not even he would have believed himself.
A figure appeared in front of his son and he turned back around as he seized the boy. He fought against the hold of the rope, trying to free himself but found that it was draining him of his chakra.
The person, whom he saw was a man with long black hair, grabbed Sasuke’s face and made him look into his eyes. He stiffened and suddenly started to scream a moment later. Something within Fugaku’s chest clenched painfully as Mikoto squeezed his hand.
“Onegai, no!” he yelled as he struggled against him. “Dosh’te, Aniki? Why did you kill them all, Itachi?” There were tears running down his face as he screamed this.
The person released the boy and he crumpled to the ground and into unconsciousness. Meanwhile, Fugaku shook his head and turned to look at his wife. There were tears running down her face and he felt the sting of his own against his eyes. Sasuke would think and believe the worst. They’d made him see Itachi killing them.
He turned his head as far back as he could to the one that had attacked him as he moved the sword forward and blood splattered his face. There was a numb feeling even as he wept tears for his mate. He saw a brief glimpse of a white mask and then he knew nothing.
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He pushed away from his four subordinates and bit back a cry of pain. His arms were as hard as stone and had turned a sickly gray color. If he hadn’t already died then he would swear to make the old man suffer for what he’d done to his arms.
Even incapacitate he could say that he’d be able to defend himself from any foe. Although, he had no idea how he’d fair against one of the other two Sannin or someone at the Oinin level or higher. The only consolation he had was that he already knew how to free himself of this pain. He only hoped that he’d been able to succeed in one part of his plan. The Sandaime may have died but Konoha still stood.
He paused and lessened his labored breathing as he felt a familiar chakra signature approaching, and he lifted his head to observe the horizon. A moment passed before a figure appeared over the hill. He was slender, young, with a shock of gray hair pulled back into a ponytail, and the dying sunlight glinted off his glasses. In his arms he carried a child that looked to be no older than eleven.
A grin spread over his once strained features as the young man came closer with the unconscious body. Despite the white hot agony his arms were inflicting on him he felt a grin spread over his pale face as psychotic laughter escaped from his lips. Those close enough to hear shuddered in terror.
Kabuto merely smirked. Things were starting to fall into place and soon it would get very interesting. When that time came he would be able to let his true self bubble to the surface.
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A lone figure watched the village of Konohagakure from a distance and the smoke that rose from it. There were several figures visible below as they battled each other, but his gaze was redirected away from it and toward the woods nearby. He quickly jumped down and into the forest.
He moved like a shadow through the trees and came to stop at the edge of a clearing made by a recent battle. There were two Suna-nin and one leaf shinobi interacting. They might have sensed him if he wasn’t a master at manipulating his chakra. He crouched and hung back in the shadows as he watched, but he was too far to hear their conversation.
The Konoha-nin was speaking to the others that had him at kunai point, and yet he remained calm. A moment later the shorter of the sand kunoichi looked down, spoke and the other snatched something from him and disappeared. The other stayed for a few moments longer before leaving as well.
When the boy had limped away he entered the clearing and dropped to one knee. He formed a few seals and his hands glowed blue, and he laid them on the ground. There was a tangible pulse that came to life under his palms and he grimaced at the heat resonating from it.
His figure, which had been obscured by the shadows of the trees, became visible. He stood at five feet and nine inches tall, and might have been slender underneath his black coat that was decorated with crimson clouds. The collar of it came to slightly obscure his features but his eyes were visible, and were completely white all around. He might have been peering north by the inclination of his head.
“It was here,” he muttered quietly. The wind picked up and the long strands of his dark blue tinted hair danced around him. A storm of dirt covered the entire area and when it died down he was gone.
Things had been set into motion within the Akatsuki, and soon the jinchuriki nor those they held dear would be safe. There was danger brewing just on the horizon and in the end no one would escape it. For now, however, the world seemed to be at peace. Although, the silence that followed was one heard at the end of a great battle where much blood had been spilled.-
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End Glimpses of Fire.
Please review! Thank you for the last time until Glimpses of Darkness (GoD). Peace.
Author: shattered-words
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, it’d be called ‘Gaara’. So, isn’t it a shame that I don’t own it?
Summary: There were many things that shaped the plans of a certain Nukenin, and one was a shinobi that was as destructive as fire. AU/Mentions of Shounen-ai/Yaoi/Yuri
AN: I can’t believe that I finally made it this far! This is an exciting day for me indeed, since I never thought I’d ever finish a fanfic. However, this one was just bugging the hell outta me until I put it down on paper. So, there you have it folks. It will be a while before I start posting Glimpses of Darkness, but I will try to get it up as soon as possible! Until that time comes, I’d like to thank all those that reviewed and showed my fanfic support. To those that only read it and didn’t review, shame on you! Authors get motivation when one reviews, and with no reviews, how do I know that anyone is even reading this? Anyway, I’ll let ya read the story. Please enjoy since I put a lot of thought into this Epilogue, oh and watch for a lot of time skips in this one (sorry if its confusing, but it shows only the sections that need to be revealed right now! More will be revealed in the sequel.). Thanks to everyone again, and especially Shadows-upon-Sand. Gaara Freak, this one is all yours! ^.^ Good day!
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“Darkness, when everything that you know and love is taken from you so harshly.
All you can think about is anger, hatred and even revenge and no one can save you.”
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Uchiha Itachi sighed as he arrived at his house and pushed fusuma sliding door open and stepped inside. His companion, whom had the same hair and eye color but of a darker shade, shook his head and followed the shorter ninja. They left their sandals by the door and followed the commotion they’d heard as they approached.When they were in view of the garden, it was to see two small figures wrestling and rolling around on the ground. They were yelping as they hit each other and were screaming nonsensical things at one another. It appeared that the small form with long hair was losing by sheer size and strength.“Darkness, when everything that you know and love is taken from you so harshly.
All you can think about is anger, hatred and even revenge and no one can save you.”
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The Sharingan user glanced at his guest. “You grab one and I’ll grab the other,” he said, noticing the slight frown on his face. He shook his head and they both moved forward quickly.Itachi had his brother by the scruff of his collar a few moments later and the other held his sister’s wiggling body. “What happened this time?” he asked the miniature version of himself. It was slightly amusing to see as he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted.
Ashikaga Eizan had risked letting the girl go and was crouched in front of her. “What happened, Ari-chan?” he asked her softly. He frowned when he noticed several bruises on her arms and one on her right cheek.Arisa sniffled and glanced at the younger Uchiha. “Sasu-kun called me a bad name,” she whined. “He’s mean all day so I hit him and he hit me back.”The taller teen let her smother him in a hug he barely felt as he glanced at the oldest Uchiha. The other shruggedEizan sighed. He stood and lifted the smaller girl into his arms. “Maybe its’ best if we leave,” he said as the Konoha Genin nodded.
Itachi let his brother go and walked the Ashikaga siblings to the door. “Well, at least it’ll be over in two days. So, don’t expect her tomorrow.” Uchiha Sasuke had followed them but didn’t show himself as Eizan and Itachi paused at the door so the taller shinobi could slip on his sandals and get Arisa’s shoes.
“I thought your parents would be busy tomorrow,” Itachi said, his voice as emotionless as before. “What will you do with her while you’re training?”
Eizan straightened and adjusted his sister in his arms. “I’ll figure something out.” He turned with him to the door. “Maybe I’ll take her with me.”
“Do you think that’s wise?” Itachi asked with a slight frown on his younger features.
The Suna-nin shrugged. “Probably not, but its’only option. I can see that her and Sasuke-san don’t get along since they’ve fought physically five times already.” He sighed and fixed Itachi with a pointed look. “Ari-chan is smaller than your brother and I don’t want her getting hurt.”
The left-nin nodded thoughtfully after his eyes had taken in the bruises and cut’s on the younger girl’s face and arms. “At least it’ll only be for one day and then you’ll both be going back to your village.”
Sasuke, meanwhile, frowned as he listened to their conversation. He knew that Arisa didn’t live in Konoha, but he wasn’t sure how far away their home was. He liked Arisa a lot, but he was jealous since Itachi was nice to her.
His older brother was very quiet and never smiled or showed any emotion. However, he always greeted Arisa and Eizan, and today he’d given her the barest hint of a smile and had patted her head. Sasuke had gotten mad and ignored her all day. Then he’d woken cranky from his nap, and gotten even angrier when he found her playing with the ball that Itachi had given him for his last birthday.“Don’t touch that, usuratonkachi!” he yelled, using the word he’d heard one of the adults use when referring to under-trained ninja. She’d been stunned for a moment and then frowned and smacked him on the arm. He’d hit her back harder as she screamed and they eventually wound up wresting on the ground as they bit, hit, and scratched at each other.
“Hai,” Eizan’s voice snapped Sasuke back to reality. “It’s a two day journey back to Suna, so I don’t know when we’ll meet again.” He smirked at Itachi. “Good luck with your match and pray we don’t have to face each other.”Itachi let his always stiff mouth lift slightly in a smirk as well. “I don’t need luck,” he assured. He was one of the youngest applicants, but his genius was painfully obvious. It was a given that he’d be made Chunin.Eizan turned and slipped outside as he started to walk down the street, waving at the Uchiha. At the door, Itachi turned and fixed his essentially sharp eyes on Sasuke as he peered around the corner. His Aniki always seemed to know he was near.He motioned for him to come closer and the five-year-old scrambled over and stopped just outside the door. His dark eyes met blood-rimmed orbs over the increasing distance between them.Arisa had her arms wrapped around Eizan’s neck and was peering over his shoulder at Sasuke. He noticed the bruise that had started to appear on her swelling cheek from where he’d first hit her. As he continued to watch, she lifted her hand and waved at him. Then they turned a corner and were gone.Sasuke’s sight blurred and he realized that tears had filled his eyes. He sniffled slightly and hastily wiped his damp cheeks. He felt Itachi move and turned to see his older brother crouched in front of him the same way Eizan had done with Arisa.
“You’ll get to say goodbye before she leaves,” he reassured with a slight smile as he placed a hand on the top of his head.The younger Uchiha was stunned by his actions but he could onlyas a blush painted his wet features. He wiped his face again and the brothers entered the house as they heard their mother calling them for dinner.
Unnoticed by them all were a pair of cruel yellow orbs that had watched everything with much interest. He’d been brought here by a flair of montrous chakra that had originated from somewhere in this location almost two weeks ago. During the time he’d arrived,’d managed to narrow his search.
It could be from the eldest Uchiha or theGenin, but he was led to believe that it was one of the children. That chakra had been wild and untamed, and not from a trained ninja.He would eventually find the source if he continued to wait and watch. It was only a matter of time and when it came he’d be so much closer to his victory. A cruel smirk twisted his pale lips as he imagined the sight of Konohagakure no Sato in ruins. This child would help him realize that dark dream.
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Uchiha Fugaku stuffed his hands into the sleeves of his haori as he stepped out onto the engawa to survey the already darkened garden before him. The lamps at both ends of the corridor gave very little light, but the full moon made up for that.
His youngest son hadn’t arrived from the Academy but he was probably training really hard. He had a long way to go to catch up to his older brother. However, that’s not the reason he’d come outside. He had been working in his study and he’d felt a distinctive chill pass over him.
He paused and now realized what didn’t seem right now that he looked around again. There were no lights on in the nearby houses. Also, there was a deadly silence in the air that he had only ever heard after the end of a battle.
A frown twisted his features as he sensed danger a moment before he jumped away from an attack. The blade cleanly sliced several hairs and would have surely taken his head if he hadn’t moved.
The elder Uchiha straightened to face his attacker as he prepared to retaliate and froze in shock. His older son, Itachi, stood in front of him in his blood-splattered ANBU uniform as he held a bloody katana in hand. That hesitation was what his assailant needed.
Fugaku looked up along the blade pointed at his throat after he’d hit the floor. A pair of lifeless, blood red eyes stared mercilessly down at him. It was in that instant that he remembered that his offspring was away on a mission.
‘This isn’t Itachi,’ he thought moments before he felt a blow to the back of his head and darkness took him.
Fugaku felt a bit of consciousness enter his mind and he heard Sasuke’s voice. His eyes snapped open immediately and locked on his younger son. He was bound and gagged in a kneeling position and he saw that the younger male was standing just inside the doorway.
“What are you doing to my mother and father?” Sasuke demanded of the person behind them and his voice shook slightly.
The Uchiha felt a hand grip his own and he turned his head to see his beautiful wife tied up next to him. He tried to reassure her with his eyes that everything would be fine, but not even he would have believed himself.
A figure appeared in front of his son and he turned back around as he seized the boy. He fought against the hold of the rope, trying to free himself but found that it was draining him of his chakra.
The person, whom he saw was a man with long black hair, grabbed Sasuke’s face and made him look into his eyes. He stiffened and suddenly started to scream a moment later. Something within Fugaku’s chest clenched painfully as Mikoto squeezed his hand.
“Onegai, no!” he yelled as he struggled against him. “Dosh’te, Aniki? Why did you kill them all, Itachi?” There were tears running down his face as he screamed this.
The person released the boy and he crumpled to the ground and into unconsciousness. Meanwhile, Fugaku shook his head and turned to look at his wife. There were tears running down her face and he felt the sting of his own against his eyes. Sasuke would think and believe the worst. They’d made him see Itachi killing them.
He turned his head as far back as he could to the one that had attacked him as he moved the sword forward and blood splattered his face. There was a numb feeling even as he wept tears for his mate. He saw a brief glimpse of a white mask and then he knew nothing.
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He pushed away from his four subordinates and bit back a cry of pain. His arms were as hard as stone and had turned a sickly gray color. If he hadn’t already died then he would swear to make the old man suffer for what he’d done to his arms.
Even incapacitate he could say that he’d be able to defend himself from any foe. Although, he had no idea how he’d fair against one of the other two Sannin or someone at the Oinin level or higher. The only consolation he had was that he already knew how to free himself of this pain. He only hoped that he’d been able to succeed in one part of his plan. The Sandaime may have died but Konoha still stood.
He paused and lessened his labored breathing as he felt a familiar chakra signature approaching, and he lifted his head to observe the horizon. A moment passed before a figure appeared over the hill. He was slender, young, with a shock of gray hair pulled back into a ponytail, and the dying sunlight glinted off his glasses. In his arms he carried a child that looked to be no older than eleven.
A grin spread over his once strained features as the young man came closer with the unconscious body. Despite the white hot agony his arms were inflicting on him he felt a grin spread over his pale face as psychotic laughter escaped from his lips. Those close enough to hear shuddered in terror.
Kabuto merely smirked. Things were starting to fall into place and soon it would get very interesting. When that time came he would be able to let his true self bubble to the surface.
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A lone figure watched the village of Konohagakure from a distance and the smoke that rose from it. There were several figures visible below as they battled each other, but his gaze was redirected away from it and toward the woods nearby. He quickly jumped down and into the forest.
He moved like a shadow through the trees and came to stop at the edge of a clearing made by a recent battle. There were two Suna-nin and one leaf shinobi interacting. They might have sensed him if he wasn’t a master at manipulating his chakra. He crouched and hung back in the shadows as he watched, but he was too far to hear their conversation.
The Konoha-nin was speaking to the others that had him at kunai point, and yet he remained calm. A moment later the shorter of the sand kunoichi looked down, spoke and the other snatched something from him and disappeared. The other stayed for a few moments longer before leaving as well.
When the boy had limped away he entered the clearing and dropped to one knee. He formed a few seals and his hands glowed blue, and he laid them on the ground. There was a tangible pulse that came to life under his palms and he grimaced at the heat resonating from it.
His figure, which had been obscured by the shadows of the trees, became visible. He stood at five feet and nine inches tall, and might have been slender underneath his black coat that was decorated with crimson clouds. The collar of it came to slightly obscure his features but his eyes were visible, and were completely white all around. He might have been peering north by the inclination of his head.
“It was here,” he muttered quietly. The wind picked up and the long strands of his dark blue tinted hair danced around him. A storm of dirt covered the entire area and when it died down he was gone.
Things had been set into motion within the Akatsuki, and soon the jinchuriki nor those they held dear would be safe. There was danger brewing just on the horizon and in the end no one would escape it. For now, however, the world seemed to be at peace. Although, the silence that followed was one heard at the end of a great battle where much blood had been spilled.-
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End Glimpses of Fire.
Please review! Thank you for the last time until Glimpses of Darkness (GoD). Peace.