Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Long Gone: Strange Dreams ❯ Prologue: Long Gone, The Man Who Destroyed the World ( Chapter 1 )

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Authors Note: No this is not my first fan fiction, but it is my first Naruto fan fiction so please be kind and tell me later if I made any mistakes. There’s not going to be many in this chapter because it in no way directly mentions anything from that world aside from two personalities, Can you recognize them? This story is AU in nature in that it is placed in a far ahead future, A.KA our time, but it will feature spoilers from the manga and anime along with most of the story line in later chapters in the form of dreams and memories. Also NOTHING I SAY IN THE FORM OF INSULTS OR COMMENTS ARE TRUE IN ANYWAY, NOR DO I BELIEVE THEM IT IS JUST FOR SOME HUMOR, I DON’T BELIEVE IT WOULD REALLY HAPPEN. I HAVE NO PROBLEMS WITH AMERICANS OR ANY OTHER COUNTRY,I MENTION. ALSO THE PEOPLE IN THE POSITIONS IN THIS CHAPTER ARE FICTIONAL, AS IN I MADE THEM UP.
I just thought you should know all this before reading. I hope you enjoy in and review.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto characters in any way, shape or form. Nor do I own the UN or really know much about it then what was taught in class and I probably still warped so much it is unrecognisable.

WARNING: SASU/NARU fic, it won’t appear for a little while it but it will be there, Also some curse words not many, I think only 2 in this chapter. Too much background info, but it’s needed.

Ah Well That’s All I Think Please Read and Enjoy

Prologue of Long Gone, A Strange Dream
The Man Who Destroyed The World

He was in a brightly lit room full of shouting people, he was still wearing the clothes he fell asleep in, consisting of a pair of blue boxers and a long grungy brown t-shirt. Normally he would never be seen in such clothes in public view, especially the people in this room, for they were some of the most important and influential in the world, however if you looked around there were people dressed in similar attire, having just been called out of bed and given no time to get dressed properly. The matter they were discussing, if you could really call it discussing considering the decibel level in the room was as loud as one you would expect at the final game of a hockey or football match when the score was even and there was only one minute remaining, was probably the most important one that had ever been discussed in this room before, and the most urgent. The people in the room included the president of the United States, Russia; the Prime Minister of Britain as well as several other leaders of the most powerful countries. Normally such people would never be shouting each other down, red-faced, and half-dressed in the most dignified and the most powerful room in UN headquarters; the Security council, but the problem at hand was so important and terrifying that these things could be ignored or at the very least not brought up coughPresidentinheartcoveredboxerscough. After all it was not everyday that the world was going to end, no it was just today Monday, April 11. But why, you ask, is he so calm? Well he couldn't tell you the answer to that, he just was, but he found it amusing to watch the yelling, screaming people run around like headless chickens and be totally and completely useless. He supposed he was still in shock, after all being only the ambassador of a virtually non-existent country, he was one of the very last to find out and by the time he had run, half naked again, down the halls and to the room he was currently lounging in, the people had already started panicking, he sort of felt left out.

As he watched the Russian leader throw something that was most decidedly a nail filer at the Chinese representative, he figured he'd had enough and took his half full cup of cooling, wonderful caffeine and shattered it on the table, effectively getting everyone's attention and also effectively splashing anyone close enough with the last cup of coffee he was probably going to ever drink, and it was wasted on the useless fools around him. Said fools were unsurprising glaring at him, the American president was currently tapping his new Rolex watch, which he been annoyingly been showing off repeatedly, was covered in gooey sticky sugar and had apparently stopped working. 'What a shame,' the man thought to himself not regretful in the slightest. Well now that he had everyone's attention, albeit grudging, he decided he would be the responsible one and bring up the topic that was most important; no not who to point fingers at, as that was covered in the first half and hour before his little interruption, but what to do about it.

The man stood up calmly, wiping excess coffee of his boxers and ignoring the increasingly irritated glares of the people around him. Then after a few moments he said, "Thank-you, kind sirs for an informing discussion on how China blames the US and Russia blames the US, and the US blames everyone but themselves, blah blah..." he saw the mentioned countries representatives all wanted to commit a homicide, and he actually saw the Russian President stand up and look like he was going to charge him before his harassed looking advisor, forcibly restrained him from committing a murder. He nodded amiably at the short man in glasses that were to big, and was pleased to see him nod back. Good he had at least one ally in this council full of nutcases, now he knew why he never showed up to these meetings preferring to be fashionably late or in truth fashionably absent. Everyone in the room hated him with a passion that was only rivalled by their dislike of losing face, which usually happened when he was involved. Each had tried to get rid of him repeatedly even going so far as to complain to the UN president repeatedly, who was understandably annoyed to hear grown men whine at least once a day, twice when there was a meeting called even if he wasn't there, and had actually yelled at them all to shut up and that he would be staying, before taking a long vacation he had still not returned from. The man didn't blame him, he needed a long vacation too for putting up with these uptight assholes who couldn't even tell a joke from a jab if it danced in front of them naked in hoola skirt. Now he was getting off topic, and was pulled out of his musings by the polite coughing of the British Prime Minister, who didn't like him, but was the only one of them who tolerated him rather well.

The man looked tired as if he'd been up all night, and he probably had considering the latest terrorist attack on his country had blown a good fourth of it away, killing thousands of people and making the rest hysteric. The attack was well aimed blowing up the main manufacturing areas as well the most important agricultural areas. Understandably the man was stressed trying to bring up enough money to pay for the mass amounts of food needed to feed the millions of people left. Food was now an unreasonably expensive and scarce resource as the main sources of all the big capitalist countries were destroyed in an attempt to make them weaker in attacks similar to those on Britain. Now it was practically World War III, capitalist against the terrorist, both sides had nuclear weapons and the terrorist were unafraid to use them. And the sad thing was that the big countries had brought in on themselves, the terrorist weren't majorly from middle eastern countries, now most of the terrorists were from the countries of the men currently sitting in the same room as them. It was now the year 2140 and many technological advances had occurred as expected, like the popular virtual reality games and hover cars and the end to most sickness and disease. The world should have been peaceful, the people were healthy and were for the most part happy, except that as technology changed, culture changed and to keep their positions at the top the world leaders promoted racism and the superiority of their own nation, leaving some people who had been a citizen of that country and treated for the most part equally, without job and hit with the most nasty comments and attacks until they either left or accepted it. It was these people that formed the group NEXUS. NEXUS stands for National Equality in the United Society. NEXUS according to insider information was made up people from every class and race from the most poor to the wealthy, from White Americans to Blacks, Asians and people from the middle east. They were all treated the same, according to policy, but nothing is truly equal and their was a permanent White American leader. The promise of equality and fairness attracted people from all over in masses. There was over 200 million people involved directly in it, and billions from the poorer but equally industrialized southern countries supported it. It was like a Super-Country and as such was threatening to the 5 former major powers, who armed their men and had attacked NEXUS not only losing horribly, but making themselves look like the aggressors, causing more people to sympathise with the organisation and increasing their numbers. The 5 major powers felt their impending defeat which was made all the more clear and urgent to them with the attack two hours ago, the reason he had been dragged out of bed. NEXUS had bombed Canada, completely destroying it and the surrounding area which reached from the North Pole all the way past the border and took out a third of the US too. There were no survivors.

The man continued speaking lazily to his homicidal audience as if it was no concern to him that they could call up people to kill him a million times over and it probably wasn't. But unlike before the man turned serious, "The attack two hours ago scared most of you, and if you're not you should be, because they just destroyed a good quarter of the world," the President of the US stopped glaring and nodded at that along with a few others in the room the others just looked angry and scared. "Now we have to figure out a way to stop them from doing it again, preferably without destroying the other three quarters, even if it means getting rid of the laws against 'undesirables' ." A couple more people looked convinced, he inwardly smiled, maybe they could still diffuse this situation without resorting to nuclear warfare. "Lets take a vote here and now, among everyone in the room and decide what we're going to do. Countries for removing the laws in place and negotiating with NEXUS raise a hand now." His eyes skimmed over the raised hands counting fast. Britain, the Mad Russian's advisor, China, several more advisors, and finally reluctantly seeing he was outnumbered the Crazy Russian fellow. The US unsurprisingly, stubbornly refused to raise his hand, probably because he was still angry and indignant that they would reason with the organization that had just destroyed a portion of his country. The man sympathized, but he knew as everyone who had voted for, knew that it was better to save as many people as possible then have them all killed in a fight they could not possibly win. He had already won but he said the next part anyway just to rub it in, "those against?" The president of the US raised his hand, wearing his broken Rolex watch and his heart covered boxers. " Alright then," the lazy man continued sitting back down and throwing his feet up lazily onto the coffee stained table,” now that that's decided why don't you-" The man was cut off.

"Are you really going to listen this fifth class dog?" The cold, hissing voice made everyone shiver. A man stood at the door fully dressed in the expensive robes of his position as advisor to the UN president, he had long black hair down to his hips and cold, slitted snake like eyes. In fact everything about this man reminded him of a snake. This was the one man that was hated and what's more feared more than he was. This man was the reason he never showed up to meetings, unless he wasn't there. And this man was the reason that he knew his admittedly half-assed plan of diplomacy, even though voted on and passed would never be put into effect. Because the terrifying man at the door loved death and destruction, was the second most important man in the world, because his eyes held an unimaginable amount of power and knowledge, and seemed so old, as if he had lived many life times, saw many deaths and not only didn't care but enjoyed it. And as the man watched, the snake made everyone believe in a war that was already lost, that the snake knew was already lost, that he was manipulating to end in a way that caused as much destruction and anguish and possible, and he hated him.

The man who destroyed the world.

How dramatic of me. Anyway this is the prologue, I hope to get ch1 up in a few hours. It’s time for name those characters there are three personalities, the last is the most obvious. Review and tell me who you think they are, I will post them on the next chapter so think about before clicking next, cuz the answers will be there. Ta Ta.
Lady Endymion, posted 8:16 AM Saturday July 1st 2006.