Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Naruto: The Fang Chronicles ❯ Chapter 0: The Prolouge. Birth of the Fangs ( Prologue )

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This Fanfiction, diverges and twist's the Naruto Cannon, also there will be violence, and sexual theme's in this story. So if you are NOT the ages of either eighteen or twenty one, in your country or province, please click the X button on your internet browser right now. With that being said Let's kick this fanfiction off.

"In all heroic epics, there is a legendary weapon for the hero to weild, from the kharis-Lance of Shaphirus from Alteron to the allmighty Excalibur of the great King Aurthur from Old Earth. Never forget that all great weapon's started out as simple normal weapons that were heald in the hands of common men."

In a far off world long forgotten by man this story begins.

The swords were forged by a ordinary blacksmith, long ago. they both started off as normal swords, for anyone of skill to use and weild. However, these would be the last swords this unknown man would ever create. for the times will change the nature of these two simple blades war soon erupted across the land.

Two, great kingdoms of diffrent theological diffrences clashed, and the entire world was ther battleground, The Kingdom of Ortega fought for truth, justice, and the right of freedom. While the Astrus kingdom it's savage counterpart, belived in survival of the fittest, chaos and death. The two swords, that the blacksmith were aquisitioned by two soilders for the kingdom of Ortega, and so the war had begun.

Over the years, countless blood was shed until the fields, were soaked with blood,the sky's red with fire and smoke, the very ground they stood on was shaking. and the two soilders of the Ortegan army, stood there alone.

The war had reached apocolyptic propotions there world, many people were killed in the war, including the old smith who created the swords, and soon the world they lived in was going to die due to a desperate gambit gone horribly wrong.

One of them was disgusted and shocked with how far the war had gone, his heart filled with regret for the men he had to kill with the sword despite the diffrence in theological views, to him they were still human being's with the right to live.

Yet the other soilder was smiling as he plunged his sword into the ground, the years of constant combat and living on the edge between life and death awoke the need, the thirst for carnage. His views of live tainted by constant battle with the Austrian army.

And so he challenged the other soilder to a battle to the death to further sedate his thirst for combat, alas with a heavy heart full of grief yet steeled with detemination and purpose the peace loving warrior raised up his blade up against his once ally turned blood thirsty nemesis

The two soilders who had eaten together from the same plate, trained together in the same army were now enemy's for the last battle of there lives. With loud yell's and the sounds of a dying world ripped apart by magic serving as a chaotic soundtrack. The sounds of blade clashing against blade, echoed in the sky.

The battle lasted for what seemed like a eternity as the two men continued there chaotic duel until they both stabed eachother in the heart. At the same time, there world exploded in a fierce pyroclasm of raw magic and fire.

Yet something strange happened, deep within the sword's. The spark's of sentince began to flicker within them both, also the swords were flung into a vortex formed by the chaotic magic which torn the world that once existed asunder, A link was now forged between the blades as they now sailed through time and space.

Eons would pass, as the blades sailed the dark sea of time, until they landed in a new world. Yet there apperances were slowley changing due to the exposure of such powerful energys, however a cycle was slowley begining to form as both blades were found by two people, in diffrent locations. Both blades were reforged, and shortly plunged into the fire's of combat once again.

But with each battle, the tiny spark of sentiance within the blades grew, as they slowley but surley began to observe and learn. Soaking in the knowlege, feelings,energy and experinces of there current holders. Yet there was a trade off, the blade's were attracted to one another, fueled by the spirit's of there first users to finish their battle which was started long ago.

Soon, both the blades travled through countless worlds. Taking in and quiring more knowledge and power, from whoever held them, there apperances continuing to change and evolve into diffrent forms's and aquiring newer and stranger ability's. Both of the blade's would appear in a diffrent realm, it was there that they were finally named by a wandering sage who encountered them both.

For the blade wielded by those who had good in there hearts, the now ivory, silver and emerald blade was called the fang of justice. Yet It's negative counterpart which was now ebony,bronze and ruby blade was dubbed the fang of damnation. Both of the blades, now had aquired the overall experinces of the mightiest of warriors, the most powerful of mages, and soaked in the power of weapons untold.

Still yet the battles between both blades would continue, in diffrent worlds until what seemed like the final battle took place. For a week the fangs of Justice and Damnation held by two powerful warriors, who were brothers, fought utilizing the skill's, weapons, and magical powers of the collected essences of the previous owner's until in a twisted parody. Both weilders died as did the original owner's stabbing eachother in the heart. And for a second time a great vortex of magic and energy swept both blades away.

Again both blade's would fly through the dark sea of history before landing in a strange new world... however due to how intense the battle was, both blades went into hibernation...waiting in paitence for someone to find them, to use there powers to change the fate of there world with powers unheard of.

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Note's from the Author.

Whew! Sorry for the awfully short prolouge, but I hope it get's the point across. Anyway, Please Leave behind constructive critisism and your honest opinion's in the review secton.

Chapter 1 will be here in two weeks or so, depending if I survive Thanksgiving with the family Blegh! Also for the more.. intimate part's of this story, overall there will be infuences of a harem in this. So leave down suggestions for Naru-Kun's first! Thank you for reading and have a happy turkey day. JA! Yukikaze025